I was very glad Corey went back to work yesterday. 4 days of servitude was enough. And he was/is on call, which puts him in a f***ing foul mood, so that was enough to suck away any Christmas spirit I may have been hanging onto.

He will be on call for most of this long weekend, too, but not for the gathering at my in-laws on New Year's Day. It will be a f***ing drunkfest. I've already decided that if I can't stand being there, I will leave and have him call me for a ride when he's ready to come home.

I can't imagine doing PT more than once a week. It destroys me. Since I've been doing my exercises, the mobility in both my shoulders has gotten better, but the pain hasn't. They're not doing anything with my neck, as planned. I don't know how long I will continue to go. I see the shoulder ortho on the 9th.

Somehow I managed to get through PT and go grocery shopping yesterday. I was garbage yesterday, and am garbage today, but I suppose it doesn't matter since I'm not going anywhere because it's 1 degree out right now (around 10am)...
Tomorrow the temperature's going to get all the way up to 14 degrees!!! So I'm going to do laundry while the heat wave lasts!