I rested well overnight, got up and took a walk, napped more, did a little laundry very carefully and almost convinced myself I was getting better.
Almost. I relaxed eating dinner and stood up incautiously to clear away my take-out platter. My lower back went into a spasm that nearly buckled my knees. Technicolor pain.
Time to stop pretending. Tomorrow, I'll get washed up well enough to face the world and go to the doc-in-a-box.
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