Remember the Pokey and Gumby figures? Well, I felt like one of them yesterday afternoon when I went for x-rays at the hospital. The woman kept rearranging me in positions to take the x-rays on a cold metal table. It hurt and was hard to lay in some of those positions. Then she would say "Hold your breath". Once she forgot to tell me when to start breathing again. I was so sore when she got done that I could hardly walk, even with the cane. Sis went and brought the car up to the door so I didn't have to walk to the parking lot.

We stopped at Chick-fil-A near there and got a sandwich and coffee before going back home.

Now, I guess the doctor will call after he gets the results.