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Day 3

This dang collar is gettin' old.

It's placed loosely around my neck so I can turn my head, but still placed as a reminder I need to take it easy. To think I will wear this for another week and a half is almost unbearable...and then I turn my head and pain strikes. I feel muscles I never knew existed flex and bend.

Lifting my head up and nodding down are done with the most ease. Turning right is easier than turning left. I wonder if this is because my neck was always causing me most pain on the left side? Those muscles were used during the nine weeks...hhhmmm. When I take the collar off I feel exposed and very nervous.

Now that the vest is also gone, I put a bra on for the first time in nine weeks. Felt a little uncomfortable, but then again -- it's a bra.

I also took a shower.

To feel the hot water run over my head and down my body was incredible. I wanted to stand there forever. To wash my hair and feel clean all over was exhilarating. I almost forgot about my broken leg.

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