The Weak in Review

:::snort:::

Well, let's take stock. My armpits hurt. Ditto my biceps and forearms. Oh, and my knee. But the knee actually feels quite a bit better this morning. Definitely feels better than my armpits. I'm so ready to be done with this. Remember back when you were a kid and you healed up in like, two days? Hmph.

I don't know yet how well I'll be doing this next week at work. I hate that I can't deal with my regular life and job.

I have slept very well this week, however. Vicodin is a good sleep aid, if you've ever wondered.

I'm going to invest in a good knee brace to wear to work and while I exercise.

After this episode is over, I'll pack up the crutch pads and the brace for the next time. I'm hopeful that this coming week I'll be able to wear the brace and leave the crutches behind.

Ah well.

I wear a couple badges around my neck at work. It's my uniform. On the lanyard is an electronic key card that enables me to open the door at our location and over that is a little business card encased in plastic with my name (Susan) and 'Site Teacher'.

On of the little girls (she's six) drew me a picture yesterday and signed the back.

She learned how to spell my name by looking at my badge, she said.

It's evident that she's been working on phonics instead of reading.

;)