Yes, I am proud of the reference pun, but I will also recommend the book and the film. They’re entertaining and surprisingly wholesome.
Well, I did do a dumb thing yesterday and thought I had recovered enough to handle a parcel pickup. On my route, this usually doesn’t mean much: maybe one or two boxes weighing less than 3lb (1.36kg) and that’d be it.
Turned out to be 45 boxes, each weighing between 5-8lb, and that required a lot of repetitive motion while lifting. I did my evening stretches, took my anti-inflammatory, and even slept in the awkward-but-helpful manner of being cross-legged with my back at a slight incline. Good news: my chest feels better!
Bad news: the muscles on my back, namely around and under the shoulder blades, tried to kill me this morning.
Sigh…
I did schedule an appointment with my physician and will listen to him, despite my stubbornness and bad habit of thinking I’m still in my early 20s and thus, indestructible.
Who knows? Maybe he’ll put me on mandatory bed rest and I’ll be able to write all day!
Find humor where you can, folks.
Stay safe out there, folks. Remember: take care of your physical self, too.
-JB Swift
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