Out of words tonight.
Acupuncture. Bringing the pain to the front of my mind again. Exercises continue. Stretches assigned so depressing, because it hurts so much to do a simple back bend. Still. And I thought I was doing... better.
Always shocking to feel like I'm making progress, then get pulled up short.
One morning, when I was in about twelve or so, I heard the alarm, got up, walked downstairs, then down to the basement. The snooze alarm went off again, and I felt torn up through the floors back to my bed, where I'd been asleep the whole time.