Today was better. If I sit perfectly still with my arm supported I can actually be out of pain for a while, for the first time in a week. I was able to work a little, for about an hour at a time, then I’d have to go lay down and rest. For a lot of today the pain wasn’t as horrible as it has been. Last night was awful. I felt trapped, caged by the pain. Too many nights like last night and I would have been willing to try just about anything to get away from the pain. It makes me crazy.

I only got through half of the writing yesterday – read the chapter out loud in the morning, but I couldn’t do more. I couldn’t catch up today either. Probably won’t catch up until the weekend. I finally feel as though there might be a light at the end of the tunnel. I won’t decide until tomorrow if I need to go back to my body worker or not.