And then I got mad

Today was better. I switched from defeated to fury. I didn't get the chance to walk but I did get my inferential pain treatment and it's helpful. No time for steps but we did the bed exercises together and that was good. I did a lot of them and she was surprised and turns out my PT is from the same town my brother lives in so we grew up with 20miles of each other...

I walked into the shower like a boss. No tears. No fears. No dignity but what can you do sitting on a bedside potty in a shower with someone watching you so you don't fall out of the potty and die.

I finally got the time to call that mobility company who has for some fucking reason been calling my HOME and never occured to them that it was the wrong number and then tried to convince me that they only deliver to this area once a week. It's COLUMBUS a huge city, not Jackson in the middle of fucking nowhere. In theory i'll have a wheelchair on Tuesday or they aren't giving me one.

I powered through all the suddenly worried students, put out work fires, made three homework assignments, got my homework done, spoke to bunches of friends on the phone and now I plan to go write smut.

ALso I woke to snow and a stunned looking Maple tree.