I was doing so good.  I even did my push ups this morning.  Then as the day wore on the pain in my left wrist keep growing.  So now it is really, really bad.  I had a real hard time taking off my jacket when I got back from the church.  Typing this is a little uncomfortable, but the movement on that wrist is minimal so the pain --well the pain isn't as minimal as I thought.  It is starting to throb, so finishing this might just be an ordeal.  I believe that I will sleep okay, but that remains to be seen (felt!)  I can't complain about the rest of my day, but I could complain about my wrist if it would do me any good.  The only thing that does me good is not typing the letter 'b' which requires movement that is quite painful.  And it is getting quite late so time to cease and retire and try to find a way to be comfortable enough to sleep.  I am still working on memorizing 'my' song/poem--you know, that work by Elisa R. Snow.  Get it for your self.  You will be (ow) glad that you did.