In other news, it seemed a rough night. Could not get comfortable, and sleep didn't really happen. One can imagine how... peppy... I am today. Yeah, I bagged on PT for the first time. Ugh.
The swelling is down muchly, but still there. Doc (AKA: Da Chopper) says I can look forward to that for six months to a year. It takes time for bones to grow.
I'm not sure what last night was about. Just nagging aches and pain. Nothing huge, but certainly enough to vanish any thought of sleep.. Also certainly enough to laugh in the face of Tylenol, which is about all this current opioid paranoia will allow me.
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