Saturday, February 11, 2012

Who's got your back?

When you need back up -literally-because your back is out, who's got your back?






This week I learned that real friends come through in a pinch.  What I mean by 'pinch' is when you are swiveling in a chair (that you've swiveled in100 times before) and your back goes out on you.  Yup, it's no fun to have back problems.

Vicodin, Darvocet, Flexeril, and Ibuprofen can help with physical healing.  But the knowledge that your husband, your family, and your friends will come through for you when you need it most  will bring more comfort than all the pain killers in the world.



















To the teacher who will push a wheel chair and massage feet...
To the grown up girl scout that will clean the kitchen and pick up food for dinner...
To the Muay Thai princess & her Black Belt that will double as a taxi driver...
To the Sis & the No Neck that will take on three more kids (in addition to their four)...
To Miss America that will stop her busy schedule to make a grilled cheese sandwich and watch a little basketball...
To the veteran detention teacher that will make a friendly phone call...
To a school nurse that will call every five minutes to "check in"...
To the counselor that will laugh a little and help a lot...
To the principal that will give up a walkie talkie to make life easier...
To the former President who will give sound advise and put it in perspective...
To the in- law unit who can empathize and will turn a blind eye when the vomit starts...
To the pretty girl (that works why too much because he new job kind of sucks) that will send hope filled text messages with promises of foot massages and lady kisses...
To the students an co- workers who send well wishes by text, email, and simple thoughts...
To the little boy who acts like nothing is wrong and insists on quality belly time...
To the two tweens that fold laundry, watch little brother, and keep things in order (and quiet) ...
And To the Husband that will carry his heavy wife to the car and the heavy load at the house...

What can I say?

It's clear that when I can't use my back, someone will have it.