I now know what they mean when they say I will feel like I have been hit by a truck.  Yesterday things were pretty okay but in the night last night I started to hurt, in my bones.  I couldn’t get comfortable because it felt like my bones were breaking.  Yucky doesn’t begin to describe it.  This morning I got up and took medicine and went back to bed.  I was able to sleep some but found later that moving actually feels better than sitting still.  We just kind of hung around the house for most of the day.  Then Peter had a haircut and I went along just to get out.  It helped.  We had dinner, out of the freezer…thanks ladies… and went to Peter’s soccer practice.  Getting out seems to distract me from the pain and make it more manageable.  We went for a short walk on the nature trail around the school, across from the soccer field.  That should help me to sleep well tonight…I hope.  I am feeling some better after being active but still slowly moving…because it still hurts.  I am hoping that today is the worst…just like I wished it yesterday.