Still a Star of PT
Dec. 16th, 2024 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouse Mondays are our physical therapy days and Shawn was, once again, a star. Still holding steady at a 128 degree bend, but officially down to 2 degree straightness. Go Team Shawn!
While she was getting put through the paces, I hopped back in the car and got Mason and I some fancy coffee from our favorite local coffee shop. On the way back, I stopped at the post office. Our post office, in its infinite wisdom, is down one outdoor mailbox RIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS. Thus, when I attempted to put my mail into the slot, it actually couldn't go. There were mail pieces sticking out, the post box was so full. I ended up having to park and run inside and put my mail through an inside slot. Crazy! It seems like an incredibly foolish time of year to remove one of the post boxes, considering Christmas is one of the few times most Americans send actual snail mail.
Shawn and I were home for about half hour before we had to take off again.
Unrelated to her knee, Shawn had a neurology appointment scheduled for today. She would have cancelled it, but they're booking out into February (or were when she considered cancelling, who knows how far out it is now?) Neurology, however, equals renewals on migraine meds. And if your name is Shawn Rounds, migraine meds are critical. So, despite having hauled ourselves to PT and back--not to mention Shawn being put through the paces at PT--we dragged ourselves back out into the car to drive to Maplewood (an inner-ring suburb of my city for my out-of-town and international friends.)
We picked up a takeout lunch on the way home.
Immediately after lunch, Mason and I got BACK in the car and got our Christmas tree.
Now it's just after 4 pm and I feel exhausted. Luckily, we had already decided we'd get delivery pizza tonight. We don't normally eat both meals OUT like this, but it was kind of a crazy day and I think it's justified.
I have some thoughts on my various roleplaying games on Saturday, but I think I'll make those a separate post.
While she was getting put through the paces, I hopped back in the car and got Mason and I some fancy coffee from our favorite local coffee shop. On the way back, I stopped at the post office. Our post office, in its infinite wisdom, is down one outdoor mailbox RIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS. Thus, when I attempted to put my mail into the slot, it actually couldn't go. There were mail pieces sticking out, the post box was so full. I ended up having to park and run inside and put my mail through an inside slot. Crazy! It seems like an incredibly foolish time of year to remove one of the post boxes, considering Christmas is one of the few times most Americans send actual snail mail.
Shawn and I were home for about half hour before we had to take off again.
Unrelated to her knee, Shawn had a neurology appointment scheduled for today. She would have cancelled it, but they're booking out into February (or were when she considered cancelling, who knows how far out it is now?) Neurology, however, equals renewals on migraine meds. And if your name is Shawn Rounds, migraine meds are critical. So, despite having hauled ourselves to PT and back--not to mention Shawn being put through the paces at PT--we dragged ourselves back out into the car to drive to Maplewood (an inner-ring suburb of my city for my out-of-town and international friends.)
We picked up a takeout lunch on the way home.
Immediately after lunch, Mason and I got BACK in the car and got our Christmas tree.
Now it's just after 4 pm and I feel exhausted. Luckily, we had already decided we'd get delivery pizza tonight. We don't normally eat both meals OUT like this, but it was kind of a crazy day and I think it's justified.
I have some thoughts on my various roleplaying games on Saturday, but I think I'll make those a separate post.