Another new thing to deal with

Well, I did go to DC. The old Mayflower Hotel is just as beautiful as ever. I had 3 full days to see what I could. The first day, Mike had the afternoon off of his meeting and he went with me to the Air and Space Museum. I couldn't believe how crowded it was. I guess it was because it was a Saturday. But Sunday I got to look at art. Monday too. I had forgotten how much I love real art. You find yourself just in astonished awe that you are actually in front of a John Singer Seargent or a Whistler or Bierstadt.
And I had forgotten how much I know about art. I got so tickled when I met a lady in those exquisite marble bathrooms in the modern art gallery and we talked about art and I realized knew every painting she mentioned.
But the trip home was a new kind of problem. My plane left at 4pm - the middle of my usual daily rest because of my Fibromyalgia. I had the middle seat - also after our layover. Because of this I was unable to lean on anything except the tray table to rest. I was one of the last people who got off the plain because I was using my cane and when I got up the ramp to the terminal and took a few more steps, I collapsed. First time in my life.
It was 10:30pm in our little terminal and there was noone in sight for me to ask for help. Mike was outside waiting in the car. When I was telling him what happened and wondering what to do my little miracle happened - a man came racing around the corner with a wheelchair to get the last broken down person on the plane. He kindly helped me first.
This has begun a new phase of life for me. I was again that exhausted 2 days later when my husband was out of town.
I'M NOT AN OLD LADY IN MY BRAIN!!!! It doesn't seem well planned that our brains are still young when our bodies break down. Hmm. I rarely find problems with how perfectly God has life planned out. It has to be something we did wrong. Well, Stephen Hawking becomes an even more huge a hero to me. Isn't he cool!!! He should have died 30 years ago.