So, I kicked today’s ass.

You know how I said I didn’t want to walk in or out oh that hospital again to see mt MIL? I volunteered and went today. I happened to be there for visits from all of her doctors and got to be her advocate. It was something I could do and it turned out well.

I got back home about 1pm and no one had requested anything and my meeting was canceled so I thought about what’s the last thing I would do if something was on my plate at work, and decided it was training. So, I did my Hipaa, fire, and hazardous materials training. We have to do them yearly. My comment was “I hate to think how much we spend on this training, yearly.”

The arm has had some issues. The legs hurt if I fired the muscles, so I walk in stiff-legged steps, which is literally straight out of the article I read 30 years ago. It’s strange to see each step come to pass. The last steps are very scary but I think I can be spared the worst of I just stay at home. It might mean less documentation but an easier exit. I’m not sure I’ll explain that. The contrasts are quite unbelievable and the one where I’m not at home is a lot more painful.