Ok, my shift key worked fine until I started to blog. It best continue or we'll be having words.
So I am so overbooked right now that it's not even approaching funny. I have to leave home early tomorrow and drive to the midst of nowhere, then back to the town I work in to see the worker's comp people and show them my ankle brace and scabbed knee, then go to another pt. After that I can go back to the office and schedule as fast as I can, as many people as I can cram in. My trainee will be there soon after and we'll go cram in visits. Not sure how many yet or how to space them as I basically am booked for the week yet still have lots of evals to fit in. They just are going to have to wait. I am going to have to keep chanting that just because there's more work that I have that I am not expected to get more done than a reasonable week. That's hard for me, esp. since some of these are very delayed thanks to my week off patient care.
I saw the ankle dr. today and am sporting 2 ankle braces for a 2 week or two. It's REALLY attractive. I should take a picture. Let's just say I'm very glad it is not summer. Of course summer would have meant no ice, no fall and probably no sprain.....
Otherwise, not a lot. Very tired but not falling asleep. I had a migraine and couldn't stomach meds. Now that it is over I regret that. I think I'll at least get some in so I do fall asleep soon. I have to leave so early that I need to be ready to move, move, move when I get up, esp. since I have to finish writing one eval still. I figure at worst that will be a little late and will get done while I'm at occupational health.
I think my mood was better today. Somewhat irritable, but controllably so, and not nearly as tired after I got plenty of rest. It helped that my ashthma was way better. Whether that was the time isolated in my house in what seems to be my safe zone, that I was not near the worst chemical places, o rmaybe something working properly I don't know, but it was nice. I didn't get hoarse even until later in the day and even then not like usual. I love when I sound like me; somehow it gives me hope. Not somehow, it means that whopping cough didn't damage my vocal cords but just asthma makes it hard to breathe.
Anyway, I may be falling asleep.