I wrote yesterday about falling down. It still hurts. I managed to sleep most of the evening without much pain, but by the time the sun rose I was ready to roll out of bed and relieve the pressure I was feeling at the time. I've tried throughout the day to be reasonably self-sufficient, not asking my wife to do too much for me.
Powering through things isn't easy. And this fall has proven to be interestingly confounding. For instance, when I was standing in the kitchen and reached for the light switch, my wounded area flared with pain and that expanded beyond the impacted area a fairly good bit. But strangely, I could just swing my arms around fine and feel no pain. I experimented with this a little and determined that it was likely the twisting around my hips and waist that was causing the flares of pain.
As the day has worn on, I've taken it easy, trying to minimize how much I've moved in ways that tweak the injury. I sat in my office chair for a while which applied direct pressure against it, and for a bit in our recliners which have a nice amount of support against the same area.
I've been debating if I want to try and go to work like this tomorrow, and I'm not sure yet. I mean, I was assaulted by a mountain ram disguised as a concrete step. Time will tell.
I guess if I can weather the stairs, and my wife will drive, I'll probably give it a go.