Thunderstoms
Normally, I love thunderstorms, mainly because I get my best sleep during them. Until last night, however, they really haven't helped. Anyway, as I was doing my hour in the afternoon of "being horizontal" with an ice pack on my abdomen to avoid fluid build-up (I have to do another hour in the early evening as well.) there was a thunderstorm. The thunder wasn't the big, loud claps, for the most part. It was the rolling, rumbling kind. Instead of relaxing me and helping me sleep, it made me think of "War of the Worlds." I was afraid to get up and look outside for fear I'd see some giant tripod thing trampling through my neighborhood.
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