I had hoped it was the start of my recovery from my wreck--but it ended up being more painful than the previous week, especially toward evening. My muscle relaxers do help, but they also break me out, so I end up taking Benadryl too. That means I can only get the relief at bedtime--which also explains why I feel better in the morning--it's still within the 12-hour relief window.
It is what it is. I got my portfolios graded last night, so I did have the freedom to rest and recline for the afternoon.
Instead, I took Sassy to Bass Pro. We both needed the exercise, and we both needed to get out. Fortunately, it didn't make me hurt worse, but while I can normally walk with Sassy at a slow pace for about three hours, we only made it a little over an hour. To my credit, even Sassy was tired, and I think it was because she can sense I'm injured, so she worked harder to keep her excitement in check, and if you know my Sassy, you know that's the ultimate challenge for her.
I have the best dog in the world. Seriously.
I did take some photos of the cutie today, since I dressed her up:
|In these first few pictures, she was peeved at me for telling her to stay.|
|Perking up... and neckerchief straightened out|
|I'm posing here, Mom!|
|Yeah, I'm a ham.|
|"Do you wanna--"|
|More Baroos with my massive stacks of portfolios in the background|