Dinner: Ice cream.
Tears: falling. No longer constant. Frequent, short spurts.
Diagnosis: herniated discs. L4 and L5. Pinched nerve.
Running NOLA: out of the question.
Trip to NOLA: still happening. I’d rather cry while cheering on my friends and eating beignets than alone in my bed.
Physical Therapy: starts tomorrow at 11:30.
Bed Time: now. I’m going to pretend this isn’t happening. Maybe I’ll try and write about it tomorrow.