Some days I feel like the long legged bird. You know what I mean. Your are waiting for a letter and it never arrives. And you dread it coming and you dread it not coming. Ah – the life of a writer.
Sorry there was no daily doodle yesterday. After the trip into the city and the visit with the doc I went to see a friend, then off to the book store. I spent way too long in the book store and the one book I really, really wanted wasn’t on the shelves. I ended up with 4 books anyway. I am hopeless. At least I got “writing” books, so the guilt is minimal.
The doctor visit was good news bad news. He doesn’t want to see me until February, but he does want me to talk with my other doctor and get PT sessions set up. The muscles that were cut during the surgery are healing strangely around the scar tissue and he feels PT will fix the pain I am still experiencing. The last thing I want to do is go to see yet another doctor. Pooty butt.
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I like the bird in the middle.
Ad don’t be worried about PT. I had to go through PT this spring for a knee problem. I didn’t have surgery and was not in a lot of pain, but I LOVED PT.
I made some nice friends and we laughed it up while trying to get better.