This resource is dedicated to my husband, who approaches my sock drawer with trepidation, as if I just asked him to find my favorite tampons at the pharmacy. I understand his dilemma, because for someone like me with chronic pain, getting to sleep at night is more of a circus act than it is a science. It begins with massaging my neck, then stretching out my other aches. I wrap an ice pack around my head while I brush my teeth and put on multiple layers of pajamas. Then I take my usual pills, each of which is strong enough to sedate an elephant, and if I'm having a migraine, a second round of pills is in order. I read in the light of my green migraine lamp until the drugs (hopefully) kick in, and then it's time...time to change my socks!
This is hilarious!
So good!
I love your drawings! I live in Costco socks while I'm at home. They're so thick and cozy!