Greetings from Gate E69 at General Billy Mitchell Airport in Milwaukee. The trip home is underway.
My sciatica has gotten worse. There is now a constant dull pain which goes nuts if I attempt to sit or stand. I am not looking forward to my two flights or the drive home.
My sister had some pain meds left over from knee surgery. I’m breaking some law at the moment, right?
Once again the TSA allowed me to wear my shoes through screening and swabbed me for explosives. Delta will let me preboard. I am thankful for small favors.
I texted my boss to say I won’t be in tomorrow. I texted Dr. Steve to let him know I’d be calling for assistance in the morning.
In spite of the pain I’m glad we came. Spending this time with my family was very special.
Now someone’s got to find a way to stop this hurting. It has gotten old in a hurry.