I rolled out of bed this morning and as my feet hit the carpeted floor, I felt pretty good. I smiled. “It’s going to be a good day,” I said to myself as I scratched my pup on her head and made a promise to go to the park.
In response, she turned in her doggy circles with joy. She longingly stared at me while I had my breakfast, the one I eat every morning.
It’s easy on my ever-fraught belly. As I headed upstairs to dress, I felt the familiar sensation of pain in my belly. Oh no, I did everything right, not today, please not today.Read more on themighty.com