Day Forty-Nine
Got x-rayed today. The x-rays are beeyootiful. If you like that sort of thing. The doctor is firm in his belief that I could fall on that shoulder and the bones wouldn't re-break. Of course, I'd be in a heck of a lot of pain, but details, details... Oh, wait, isn't that how I broke it in the first place?
I start physical therapy next week. 2 sessions/week for 4 weeks and then the doc wants to see me again. I got him to pony up some more Ambien. Even with the Ambien helping me get sleep during the week, I'm still pretty tired.
The weasels have returned from Weasel Camp and they have better manners and shorter toenails.
Har -- pony up -- I must have a Pony on the brain.
I start physical therapy next week. 2 sessions/week for 4 weeks and then the doc wants to see me again. I got him to pony up some more Ambien. Even with the Ambien helping me get sleep during the week, I'm still pretty tired.
The weasels have returned from Weasel Camp and they have better manners and shorter toenails.
Har -- pony up -- I must have a Pony on the brain.