Saturday, October 16, 2021
One shoe off, and one shoe on
This is me, around 1 a.m. one day last week.
I put the boot on to try to stop my leg from jumping. It was either that or call my sister to help me stand. And I hate calling my sister unless it is an emergency, and knew a restless leg wouldn’t kill me.
Plus, I didn’t know if standing would work. None of my other normal fixes worked.
I did feel like nursery rhyme character, but it worked.
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