Wednesday, December 28, 2011
AHHH! I've turned into my grandmother!
I wake up every morning and the first thing on my mind is a cup of tea.
I walk down stairs, get out my painkillers and make a delicious cuppa.
When I was a child and I stayed over at my grandmother's house, I use to think it was peculiar that anyone would get up and take painkillers before the day even started.
As a child I had no concept that pain was something that you could awake with every day. I had no concept that there were conditions that caused you to be in pain. I wish I had asked my grandma why she took them so I would know what pain it was? I often wonder, as I take my painkillers every morning, if she had the same pains as me?