I have survived a week and a half of work so far and I am exhausted and not reading books or anything except on my breaks and lunch. I am sleeping too much like nine or ten hours and I want to go to bed by six thirty but I make myself stay up until at least seven. Basically I work for eight hours and then I come home and collapse.
I dreamed I was walking around with no pain and no limp but I woke up and it wasn't real.
Sometimes my ankles look like elephant stumps.
I am more burned out than I expected.
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