Due to the intense pain, I do not sleep well at all. Since my walking is very limited, I do not get enough exercise to assist in sleeping well. I travel to my kitchen in a rolling office chair when I need a late-night cup of warm milk. Last week I was restless in the middle of the night and finally arose and rolled in to sip some milk while tuning to a channel that features very old movies. I was spellbound because the theme of the movie was that of a woman bound to a wheelchair because of guilt. TMS! This was produced in 1947! http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0039438/plotsummary http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Guilt_of_Janet_Ames The next night, same time same station, featured a movie that lightheartedly addressed one of the subjects most irritating to me. In fact, in my journal, I have written at length about it: that of gossip. I then decided that I needed to do a little more work on hurts imposed by that very action so as to “let go.” No, nothing of consequence on the third night’s movie, but the milk was good.