I woke up at 5:30am today to drive to Dallas for a full day out, for my pre-op appointment, hospital blood work, lunch at Chipotle (out of carnitas, had chicken), computer work at Starbucks, physical therapy, and dinner at Chipotle (different location, out of carnitas, had steak). Throughout the day my pockets felt weird, but I was always in a rush and the weirdness only half-registered. Now that I got back home at 6pm I realized that my shorts are on backwards.
