I woke up to this:
I put my hands on my eyes and began to cry a little bit as my Mom came into my room. That’s the only time that my eyes leaked and I was able to get out of bed without crying.
It was kind of difficult to get me into my chair, and my Mom got me seated and then turned toward my bed, and said, “That was very difficult—“. I stopped her when she said that with my eyes closed and I put my right hand up to stop her from talking, and used my left hand to recline my chair in the seated position.
Once I was fastened in, I told her that, “It’s still going” as I leaned forward and allowed my sweatshirt to fall down my back.
I’m really not digging how difficult it is to get out of bed! It’s only getting worse, but I did NOT cry today… even in the rain so that is a plus?