For the last few days, I have been nursing my aching back. It got me wondering how on earth they would have gotten through it back in the 1800's. They would not have had the MRI that I was able to have, so if they had a bad backache how would it affect their life.
For a couple days, I even had a hard time standing to make dinner, or do the dishes. Luckily, my husband helps me out. Back in the day, would the man of the house chipped in with the "women's work", or just made her suffer through the pain. I resort to ibuprofen. I think their chose would have been opium or morphine, or perhaps if it was the latter 1800's maybe aspirin. I shall have to look into it.
Other than the back not working right, it has been a quiet week. More snow this morning, but the sun is shining now, and it is beautiful out. Started to make a snow creature, but the back wasn't willing, so out in my yard sits a "Close Encounters of the Third Kind", mashed potato looking sculpture. I shall go out and put the body on later. My neighbors already think we are kind of "weird", so I don't want them thinking we are inviting aliens to our backyard.
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