Today seems easier for some reason. I'll take it - I'll take what I can get.
I woke up to freshly brewed coffee again - thank you so much, Ryan. The little things mean the world to me.
Today I go to the doctor and hopefully get all sutures removed and get the bandages removed, which hopefully means no more straightjacket and a return to taking showers. That would improve my mood immensely.
And the therapist called me, and I'm getting in on Nov. 6.
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YIPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I'm so glad the therapist could get you in sooner. Plus..coffee in bed is just lovely. What a way to start the day!
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