Went to physical therapy yesterday. While the therapist was quite competent I wound up in worse shape after the session than before - I could barely walk after it. I had to go to Walgreens for medicine and I shuffled through the place like an old, old man.

What was really bad was that I had to get trash out yesterday. It wasn't that hard taking the trash out but it was a real bear getting the can back in after my therapy session. And the trash guys, who had just collected it, watched me the whole time as they took a break while I struggled to move the can back to the side of the building. I had rather hoped one of them would be a Good Samaritan and help me but fat chance of that. It was like running a marathon.

At any rate I slept 12 \hours last night and still feel exhausted, plus my back is where it was a week ago.

I was able to skip the pain pills yesterday but had to take one this morning when I got up.

Boy it sucks to be getting old!

Posted by: Dana Mathewson at June 13, 2026 01:25 AM (Vngxz)

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