I am my own worst enemy when it comes to giving my body what it needs to heal. I had three major hand surgery in 11 months and I barely had two days off total when it was supposed to be 6 weeks each. Now I’ve been told to rest and make sure this toe and the new nail grow properly healed. It was a payday Monday though so of course I went in. Diane kindly delivered me to the office. It didn’t take long before the interrupted sleep caught up with me. That combined with the after effect of yesterday’s adrenaline rush had me struggling to get through the day. Keri drove me home at 4 and I brought some work with me for tomorrow. I took off the boot and rested my leg up on the couch. I need it to stop bleeding as tomorrow is change the dressing day. I had a little dinner and binge watched Transplant before heading off to bed. I’m not setting an alarm. I am a fast healer but I’m pretty sure tomorrow will hurt being the second day after. Sweet dreams
triumphgal 