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So very owie yesterday that I was almost convinced that I forgot to take my pain meds in the morning. I'm sure I did but I may as well not have, and I winced and suffered through a pilates session and getting a prescription at Loblaws after. Late afternoon my brother took me out to dinner at the local brasserie, which was crowded and fingers crossed that those vaccies work. S-i-l is on antibiotics, meaning she can't drink, for something that makes her not want to eat either, so didn't come. I missed her but at least got to talk hospital logistics with John. Who says his condo has hospitality suites, rentable by the week, which is encouraging in a worst case scenario. Though what they won't have is disabled toilets like mine here-- which is still lower than entirely comfortable even now. And after spending money like water on things I may not even need, like those velcro shoes and that cryocuff, I'm reluctant to buy a toilet raiser as well.

But today I was all chipper and limber and walked over to the coffee shop at Bathurst and back no problem. Bright sunny warm day with the clocks gone back so of course they were out of croissants at the new 11:30 (quondam 12:30) so I had a ham and cheese melt, last for a while, instead. Then vacuumed the upper hall and side bedroom and back did not scream at me. So maybe things are improving?