Progress!

Holly and I greatly enjoyed our walk yesterday afternoon, although there may not be another one for a couple days. (I am between the pain medication wearing off and the steroids kicking in.) I managed to straighten the leg last evening--finally!--and it's still straight this morning. For the first time in almost three months, I was able to get out of bed and immediately stand and walk. That alone is worth a celebration, in my book. Still waiting for an MRI appointment, although I've been warned they'll likely have to wrestle in the mud with my insurance company to make it happen. (Is it too late to move to the UK? Oh, wait, it snows there...) I'm eager to get moving on this as I'm supposed to return to work on January 4th. If surgery is necessary and delayed, I'll have to make a difficult call to the chair of my department. The guy does have a good sense of humor, so I imagine starting it with, "Hi, Dave. So how's your ulcer?..." (We've been working seriously short-handed for years now, thanks to the poor economy in Florida.)