Less ouch-y

My doctor called me again yesterday morning to see how I was doing. Tuesday had been my worst day so far, but Wednesday turned out to be less painful. This morning hasn't been too bad. No longer fearing some new terminal disease, I'm not fixated on the pain so much, which is good.

My boss had been in the room when we lifted the patient last week (that's a good thing). She filed some paperwork yesterday just in case the injury becomes an issue later. I'm hoping to feel better by next week as my doctor has predicted.

I've been doing a lot more walking this last week. Pain or not, it's cleared my head. I think my cat is reading my diary.

: Dancing Through Life - from Wicked