Chapter 96: Moby

It's a lonely weekend without Piper home. We did the tuxedo thing yesterday afternoon and went out to a bar last night, but when a litany of medications prevents you from drinking, it's just not enjoyable watching your friends get hammered.

I've been sitting here with Phoenix all day, getting up as much as possible to take him out, play in the yard, and for short walks, but for some reason, every joint in my body hurts. It hurts to sit; it hurts to stand; it hurts to walk. I tried a hot bath, I've taken Tylenol since I can't take anything else with all the other medications and blood pressure issues, I've tried massaging the aches away, but I can't escape pain.

The last thing I want is Piper to come home to me on the couch, with nothing done, but I'm literally finding movement difficult. Nothing eases the pain and stiffness in my joints. I had all these grandiose plans to try to get some housework and laundry done. I wanted to start dinner. It was important to me she come home and