All I want for Christmas...

Dear Santa-

I have been 55% good and about a little less than that bad...promise! Pinky swear! I just have one request this year for Christmas...well two. First, I want my children to have the best Christmas ever. But, for me- all I want for Christmas is a brand new back. Please. Any ole' back will do. You see, mine doesn't work so good. It doesn't really bend, without making me screech. It doesn't twist, without me grimmacing. It doesn't like me to stand or sit or lay down. It's becomming a big problem. I don't like to take medicine. I have a hard time not doing chores that I shouldn't do because I want to do them. I can't go out and run and play with my kids very well. Sometimes I lay in bed, or sit at my desk and cry because it just hurts so dang bad.

Santa, I know that lots and lots of people have things that are far worse than my back. I know they do and I don't want to take away from any of them. Promise. But, if you can squeeze me in for a replacement, I'd sure appreciate it! I would take good care of it! I won't ride in cars, or go near stairs. I would even take my vitamins like Jeremy says I should! Promise.

If not, though, I understand.
Love,
Heidi