I'm going to work. I think I'll ask if there's any chance I can be let out early, but I'm going to make the effort. No lifting, and I have my alarm clock in my pocket to remind me to take my meds. (Yeah, I'm so lame I don't have a wristwatch with an alarm. Wristwatches die on me.) I feel as though I've done nothing but sleep for the past two days, but that's patently not true as I've written out about 20 holiday cards and read quite a bit. I did sleep 10 hours last night, with scheduled wake-ups for meds, so I should be well rested, but it still hurts to smile and I have a permanent headache.
We'll see how it goes.
We'll see how it goes.