June 7th

I am finally starting to heal up.  I can move around very easily and I can actually sleep in bed again (as opposed to my extremely uncomfortable recliner).

I went to my brother's house this weekend and slept on the couch both nights.  I had normal pains on Saturday, but I didn't even have to take any pain medicine on Sunday, and thats after drinking beer the night before and spending the night on a couch that is about 5 inches too short.

The doctor said that I can start lifting weights, etc after 8 weeks, so I currently have 5 1/2 left.  I plan on starting to walk around the apartment complex on Wednesday (after next doctor's appointment).

I am going bat shit insane right now due to the endless hours of sitting on my butt in the house, and so need to figure out how to be allowed to do something other than watch TV.  If I see one more crab pot, I might just kill someone.

And yes, that damn show is on as I type this.  And the remote is across the room.  Damn.