Trudging 2 miles through the snow to the geriatric medical supply store to buy an egg crate mattress pad. Unable to stand another night of laying awake with hip pain. The Russian women running the shop seemed confused, but so happy to have my $70 that they sent me off with a free canister of mysterious bright pink hand soap. I don't feel pregnant today. I feel like an eastern european retiree with hip pain.
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