Doing another 3.5 hrs of walking around yesterday was too much. Everything from mid-lower back on down was a train wreck. I caved in and took some pain meds, pre-warmed the bed, crawled into it before 10pm, and passed out until almost 9am.
Anyone who knows me knows how unusual that is.
Anyhooo, I got up... slowly, and have been hobbling around the house, using walls to keep me upright. Can't find my old cane, or I would be using that instead.
Maybe *now* he will understand that forcing me to walk up a lot of stairs, up inclines, and ground pound on cement sidewalks for over three hours isn't going to make me all better. It's going to set me back. But you know, I wouldn't hold my breath.
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