The pills the pain specialist gave me are working - at least for sleeping. I was really sleepy when the alarm went off for G to get up for work. So I managed to get to my old friend, the sofa. There I went back to sleep. I don't even remember him leaving!
Well that was all well and good, but I had a 9:30 PT appointment. I woke when the 9 o'clock program came on. I was up like I had an electrical shock. And of course everything that could go wrong went wrong.
I knew I needed something for breakfast. I really have been trying to eat small meals several times a day. Breakfast is important. I decided peanut butter toast would have to do. I fixed it, and ate it in the truck. When I parked I looked at the clock, and I was three minutes late.
I got into the office and signed in, and then had to sit for several minutes (didn't have my watch) before I was called back. Humph! So much for being on time.
PT went well. She gave me a copy of the exercises to do at home. My intentions are good. We'll see what the body actually does.
Peace be with you.
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