Beautiful day today, just about perfect weather-wise. Pisses me off, it does. Even though the back is much, much better, I certainly didn't want to do anything to change that. And almost any kind of work around here has that potential, I'm afraid.
Karen was off today, and ambitious. I watched her clean the house and felt guilty. I felt so guilty that I baked some wheat bread. Then I baked some white bread, just for the helluvit.
The back really hasn't hurt at all except for once, but I'm really guarding it. I'll go back and see the doc again tomorrow, and I expect that he'll put me on light duty for a week... which means absolutely nothing. There's no such thing as light duty, doing what I do.
Of course, what they could do is just go ahead and move me to days, doing CT. I regard that possibility as highly unlikely, though. I've still got three more rotations...
I've got to call the internal med guy's office at 08:30 in the morning... I've been playing phone tag with them for a week now, and I finally got with the actual gal who makes the appointments for the colonoscopies. She was too busy to schedule it when I had her on the phone, but she will be waiting for the call, she said. I've played this phone tag game with them before (twice) and just gave up both times.
Time for bed, it is. I did get a good nights sleep last night. This doing nothing makes me tired, though, and it's damned near 23:00 already.