Thursday, September 17, 2009

I think I can't, I think I can't, I think I can't...

I can't keep my house clean.
I can't exercise like I want to.
I can't lift the laundry basket.
I can't fall asleep because I hurt.
I can't repair my nerve damage.
I can't control my right foot.
I can't walk on grass without falling.
I can't remember what it was like to have my body obey.
I can't stand how much tv my kids watch.
I can't seem to stay away from the breadsticks and cookies.
I can't believe how sorry I feel for myself this week.

2 comments:

Bonny said...

I am right there with you.

Cheryl said...

Don't worry.... eventually it will get easier and better! I hope you are surviving, seriously.... please let me know if I can do anything to help you!