I am ridiculously sore. But I am going to work. Look out world, here I come.
I loathe the hospital for not giving me crutches. grr. And taking a bath with one leg out of the tub while sore and bruised, not fun. I still smell like hospital.
C'est la vie.
I'm off to get dressed and go to work. :)
Edit: The last entry wasn't meant to worry
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