I didn't think it was possible for work to suck any more than it already was, but I was quite quickly proven wrong. Anything and everything I can do to either get away from my desk and/or from the office, I do!
Ridiculous....
PT is progressing quite well. I've gotten a lot of range of motion back. I am able to reach above my head with assistance. I still cannot do flexion. It'll be quite a while for that one. I'm still having consistent pain. I see Doc Tassy tomorrow, so we'll talk about that. I just don't think it's quite "right", but what do I know?! I had no clue this was going to derail my life before fixing anything.
I may have gotten too much sun on my incisions. They're quite pink and puffy =/ If I'm not at work I'm in a tank top. No good. It doesn't help that Debs and I went to Sandy Point Saturday = more sun. Then we're going to the beach this weekend... and next weekend... >_<'
The only wonderfulness this week, was that I needed a doctor's note approving me to return to work. I called Doc Tassy's office to find out that he didn't note that he said it was okay for me to go back to work. -_- After some persuasion, I was "sent home" Thursday until I get a note from Doc Tassy. You know... I'm going to do everything I can to get "light duty" and/or "part-time" on that freakin note!!
Wish me luck! Really, I need a prayer of support and strength more than anything else. Something to keep me from loosing it.
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