Tuesday is my least favorite day of the week. It's in there, taking up space.
I go back to the doctor to check up on my shoulder. It's doing well. I get tired and stiff if I do too much, but I haven't followed the "range of motion" guidelines. (Oopsie)
After my appointment, I'm supposed to have dinner with Jerry. He is leaving for Vegas tomorrow, and I won't see him until we go on our trip together. I doubt I'll hear from him this week. I need to remember to refrain from making up stories about why he isn't contacting me. This is going to be hard. Thankfully, I have a therapy session on Monday that will help me out.
*sigh* I never knew I was so damaged until he messed up.
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