I did too much yesterday. By the time I went to bed last night, my whole front was cramping. It felt like one big, long, Braxton-Hicks contraction, tight but not painful...except I'm not pregnant! Very strange feeling. Obviously I did too much. But I didn't do all that much! I made some biscuits for strawberry shortcake after lunch, which isn't hard and doesn't take long. And then I went to the grocery store with Mom yesterday evening. I tried to tough it out and walk it all, but I gave up after a couple aisles and got one of the little scooter things. And those scooter things are definitely way too slow to have any fun with.

I'm hoping to start at least helping with dinner, if not cooking it myself. I'll still let Mom clean up, but I can chop veggies and maybe cook some. I bought a MenuMailer week last night, so it'll be a waste if I don't cook them, and I doubt I'll get Mom to cook that stuff on her own. Besides, it'll probably be good for me to eat a little healthier while I'm healing.

I can feel the date of Mom's departure creeping up on me. I'm so scared that I won't be able to handle things once she's gone. I guess a week or two of me being in "sick" mode won't hurt anybody, but even in "sick" mode I have to cook and wash laundry. So I feel like I should be starting to ramp up now, gradually get back into doing at least those two things. Another part of me thinks that maybe, if I continue to do nothing, I'll heal faster and actually be better able to cope than if I start doing too much too soon. I'm torn here; I don't know what to do!