Thursday, December 28, 2017

Day III

I woke up early on Tuesday August 23rd because I had gone to bed early that Monday evening, figuring that a little more bed rest would probably be the best thing.

First thing I noticed that Tuesday morning was that I was now certain that the p&n had intensified. And I could swear that they were expanding! It felt like they were now slowly creeping up my legs and arms, like a very slow moving army of tiny ants. I considered marking my legs and arms to document where the 'end' was at that time, so I had a way of comparing it in case it would remain to move. But for some reason I didn't. I guess in a way you are still in some kind of denial, I just kept figuring it would go away by itself.

I once again drove to work, having no further symptoms or problems and worked all day. Halfway through the day I did e-mail my girlfriend to tell her about the weird thing I was experiencing. She also thought it was a weird thing, but she is someone who doesn't panic much at all, so she probably also figured it was from the lifting, because I had fed that idea into her head.

In the evening I did start to get a little bit worried. It felt like it was increasing, and by now I thought it was taking a bit too long for my liking. I considered making a doctors appointment the next day, but because I had also been away from work sick two times already in the past six months, I figured I would wait to see if it would still be there in a couple of days.

I went to bed early again that day.

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