Urgh - so I cracked a rib a week and a half ago (caused by my pas de deux partner trying to show me something he wanted me to do, slipping and landing his weight on my ribs) and it still hurts like none other.
My doctor gave me painkillers which make me so tired that I'm prone to falling asleep at my desk every 15 minutes or so (much to the amusement of my officemate). Thank goodness I don't have to teach any early classes this week (or at all this term).
It's so frustrating to not be able to do a lot of the things I usually do (dancing in particular), as we're rehearsing selections from La Bayadere for a performance in May (I'm in the pas de quatre), and I have to finish the choreography for the Irish dance classes I teach... And I have to walk around with my hot water bottle, as I'm in too much pain to go more than an hour without it. I look like a real idiot when the red fuzzy fabric pokes up out of my handbag. Argh.
Thanks for listening to my rant - back to my thesis, I suppose. :/