A Close One For Everyone

I picked up my prescription and so far it's working quite well. I can move more with less pain - it's not perfect but it's a big improvement over the last few weeks. Once the PT sessions start I expect things will get even better. The script is just an NSAID, with all the usual warnings about not drinking, not taking too much, and call your doctor if you vomit out your own intestines. The pharmacy sent me the text while I was on my morning run. More like morning hobble between not sleeping great with the shoulder, and still recovering from this weekend's long runs. I keep feeling like I've turned my ankle, though I haven't done any such thing, and I'm starting to wonder if it's the new running shoes. I might go out on some shorter runs in my old ones and see what happens. Anyway.

Even though it's a half-hour into town, I went to get my medication anyway because I like not being in pain. And on the way home I got to witness a truck overturning on SR21. Actually it was just before this very narrow, scary bridge that I always dread just because of things like this. There's next to no shoulder and no room to move if something bad happens. It looked like the dump truck driver either swerved to miss something or a tire blew, and he over-corrected, then he couldn't control it anymore. This big dump truck was fishtailing into and out of my lane, and then he flipped three or four times. He was actually okay! Scratched and bruised but not seriously injured, and he didn't hit anyone. I called it in - me and a couple of other drivers who saw it, and we hung out until the cops came. Hopefully I won't get any calls from insurance adjusters.

We should be opening the windows again maybe as soon as tomorrow night. Feisal is acting like he sees something outside, but it could be a deer. They've been super-active lately. I'm starting to have more visitors to my bird feeders. And there's a truly massive Orb Weaver that's built a web near the head of the driveway. This freaking spider has got to be as big as my hand. Sometimes in the morning when I'm out I can see the webs built way up in the trees - you just look for the silhouette of a spider against the sky. Yeah, they're big enough to see from the ground.

Weird - something thumped against the storm door. Maybe the spiders know I'm talking shit about them on the internet. :O

Or the deer want to come in the house.