Weekend of Rest.

I got home from work on Friday about 5:45 / 6ish; and have not left my condo all weekend.  Aside from the waking up each morning with a few more inches of snow that fell overnight, nothing exciting is happening.

I knew that this weekend would be all about rest. I haven’t taking my medicine 24 hours since getting it, so I planned on spending the weekend, keeping up on it.  The medicine knocks me out so basically I get up, try to eat something though I have little appetite, sit in the recliner with some ice on my back, and take the meds. I’ve done this all weekend. It’s been pretty great, my back is feeling better, but I’m still feeling pretty weak.

This is the first time I’ve sat down at my computer for more than 10 minutes. I had to enter a few Scentsy orders, check in with a customer, and touch base with a few teammates.  I’m totally exhausted.

Thankfully a week and a half ago I started watching Shameless on Netflix. At first I was logged in as a friend, but decided to get my own account. That’s been my entertainment this weekend. And I’m about to go sit in the recliner and binge some more.

I’ve got laundry in both the washer and the dryer, so I’m hoping that I can get that finished, and then probably like the last few nights, be in bed by 8:30/9ish.

The dreams I have on these meds are crazy wild!  I’m sort of looking forward to starting physical therapy tomorrow. It seems weird, I’m not one to work out and I’m paranoid to get a personal trainer because I’m just not good at this kind of stuff, but I’m anxious to see what they can do to help and just maybe it’ll spark a “it feels good to work out” bug in me.   We shall see.

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