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Tuesday, September 23, 2014

On the Mend

I finally feel more like myself again. I've managed to stop ruminating over the hospital and focus on doing things around the house. I've been using the "act as if" method, faking going through the motions no matter what my mind is telling me it would rather be doing (ruminating, mostly). To my amazement it has been working. I got the kitchen cleaned up and the bathroom and after being stalled for three weeks I finished updating my resume. I even applied for another job. I had my first physical therapy session and it wasn't bad, though I was sore later. Basically he just moved my shoulder around in different directions and then gave me an exercise to do at home. Today I have my second session. I leave in half an hour to walk there. All in all, I'm okay. On the mend, as they say.

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