Wednesday, July 25, 2007
I scheduled an appointment this afternoon to renew the prescription on my pain medication. My hip feels only marginally better than it did the day after my bike wreck a week-and-a-half ago, and my ribs ache more than they did before- I must have aggravated them somehow. Sitting up out of bed and changing into and out of clothes hurts. Bending over to double-tie my shoes hurts. Walking around, sitting down, rising from a sitting position, putting weight on my right leg, pivoting... hurt. Poor Lauree.
My doctor recommended I report the accident, since it occurred on campus and the University might be held liable. I called the number last week, but the office moved or changed the number. I shall try again tomorrow. Because I have not healed, I might have to start physical therapy, on no insurance. That would be very ugly indeed.
I hope someone ran over the asshole who stole my bike and got me into this pickle in the first place. I hope he gets syphilis.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 7:27 PM]