If I see you wince one time....

Following the usual tradition for the day the SNAP card is loaded, I went out with the housemate to procure enough groceries from the month. I knew this was a bad idea after the cleaning session yesterday and taking someone to work this morning, but i did it anyway. I wanted to get it out of the way.   I nearly screamed  out as a brief spasm of pain went through the ankle, and I was grabbing my arm  in the car several times.

I made it through Wal-Mart, managed to pick up loratadine, forgot to pick up the ankle braces I had meant to pick up, and got most of the items needed for thanksgiving dinner and to get through the next month as well.   After that, we went to Sam's Club to pick up a few more items.  Before I got out of the Chevy S-10 Cab, the roommate uttered this line:

"If I see you wince even one time between here and the door, I'm forcing you into one of their mobility scooters."

I got out and made sure to stay ahead of her -- not an easy task while flaring -- until I got to the door.