Knock, Knock.....

I maybe there (wherever there is) physically....but mentally this morning I can't say for cerntain that I was really there. It was hard just to think let alone speak...and when I did no one seemed to understand me...I kept screaming in my mind..."I'm ok, really, just give me a second or two to adjust to whats going through my body." But I guess outwardly I was not ok and it had to be dealt with by someone other then me...I couldn't control the situation. So it has been a very long day and three doctors later, I sit in front of the tv just veggin on Ladies free skate knowing I don't have the energy to get up and get something to eat I admire all the skaters...and cry when one falls.