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Happy Mother's Day, Mom! I totally planned to call you, but ended up working almost 11 hours today. And I'm not even kidding! Then I was going to text message you but didn't want to wake you up because I know you have to get up early for work. Thanks for carrying this runt of a crying poop machine around in your belly for 9 months! Oh, and all that cool stuff you did for me in the 18 years after that. You're the bestest!

I'm sitting here on the couch, as upright as someone who has scoliosis inducing posture does (yes, I have scoliosis too!), with the cat reading over my shoulder, reading through what all of my e-friends have been doing since I last checked on them, with my stomach gurgling for food that it can't have for another 35 minutes. Sunday is Fosamax Day. (For my Osteoperosis.) Reading Jessica's post about having to take Vitamins to not feel like poo constantly reminded me of the time that Megan asked me if taking so many different pills every day bothered me. On a daily basis, I take a 1800mg Calcium with Vitamin D, an additional 400iu of Vitamin D, and 112mg of Azasan (for Crohns). On Sundays I take Fosamax. Then there are incidentals: I take Tylenol when I still have manageable pain, or Darvocet when it's so bad that I can't sleep. And of course allergy medication during the Spring and Summer. But honestly, it doesn't bother me. Why would it? I would drink that water in the morning anyway, what does it matter if I'm swallowing some pills with it? A couple of weeks ago, on one of the nights that the pain required a Darvocet, Megan said that she wished she could take the pain away from me – that she hated seeing me like this. I told her that if it were within my power I would give it to her, but only if I could take it back as well. Knowing just how bad it is, I couldn't wish this on anyone. But still, I'm not mad or upset that I have to deal with it. That's life! You get dealt one hand and some number of years to play your cards as best as you can, and I have no intention of folding.

Working from home is the coolest thing ever. You spend the entire day unshaven, in your pajamas, with pillow head, acting as a professional. It's like Caviar and Pizza. I could do this every day.