The Dreaded Diaper

So, you know how I was wearing those diapers on my leg?  I didn't tell Mom something pretty important.  I ate one, and I let my siblings take the blame.  Except... Mom is too vigilant, and she figured it out this morning. I went outside this morning, and Mom was watching because of the medicine … Continue reading The Dreaded Diaper



I know I'm supposed to be here every day telling you this and that, per Mom, but... I haven't had anything to say, really. I'm doing really well, all things considered.  I get up and move just fine.  I am on three and a half days of no medication at all, and longer without pain … Continue reading Freedom!