Rewinding a bit. I had dialysis this morning and slept until almost 7:00pm when I got home. What can I say? The Saturday sessions wipe me out. They always have. Marissa went to be shortly after I got up as she has to be at work at 5:30 in the morning. I hate that I can't work. I hate no being able to support my family. I hate being sick. I hate being disabled. Rant over,
I made me dinner/breakfast a little while after Marissa went to bed. Cheese Omelette, bacon, some popcorn chicken, and a handful of potato chips. Don't groan. I've eaten worse this week.Anyway, I sat down with my dinner and killed time watching Star Wars Rebels, which is a surprisingly good show despite my initial misgivings.
Eventually, I looked at the clock, and it was after 10:00pm. Time to start moving.
I gathered the items I would need for my workout, stood up to move and did a quick physical assessment:
- Muscles a little weak and sore.
- Back stiff from too much sleep.
- Knee still sore from fall.
- left wrist feels like I've pulled/twisted/ripped something in it.
We'll see how I'm feeling in the morning.
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