Some initial sound sleep rapidly transformed itself,and me, into a restless fireball of flesh! Before the sound sleep, my body moved through one of it's hyper-sensitive phases; the accidental touch of the beloved's toe on my calf muscle was enough to drive both upper and lower limbs into a convulsive frenzy. Even the brush of Helen's breath, on my naked shoulder, was enough to send me to the edge of that moment when playful tickling becomes excrutiating torment!
The thing is, I survived and, once more rejoice in this day the Lord has made.
- living and frequently struggling with moderate M.E. -
where (bad) health, faith, politics and the joys and troubles of daily life collide.
ME
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