This Needs To Stop Now

I am an old person.

I thought I was fine. Granted my commute was an hour and 15 minutes going home tonight. And yes, I sat on a hard chair for two hours at knitting. But cripes on a cracker, is it too much to ask that I be able to walk around Bed Bath & Beyond for 10 minutes so I can buy a Contour Memory Foam Leg Pillow? Must I lurch around the store like Quasimodo?

Thank you to everyone in the store who pretended not to notice as I did something that probably looked like the "I gotta pee" dance while waiting for those two eejits to FINISH THEIR RETURNS so I could check out. And to the nice cashier who hardly batted an eye when I literally fell across her counter because I couldn't stand up anymore - thank you for pretending not to notice and instead simply asking, "Just a purchase this evening?" And then whispering hopefully, "Gosh, I hope this pillow helps."

You know you're an old person when you start to blog about your medical ailments. *Sigh* And with that I'm gonna go ice my ass.