I slept in again today. That's becoming a bit of a habit, not necessarily a bad one either. That's a sign my back is improving, no painful muscle spasms waking me up every 2 hours, and no need to apply a heating pad for 45 minutes. With a return of the sleep come the odd dreams again. Last night I dreamt I was investigating deaths in high rise nursing homes and instead of finding bad stuff, everyone was nice, plying me with food... on every floor. They were so nice, I found myself doing laundry in the basement using jet powered washers, until I finally ended up at the dessert tables (plural) at my college reunion. Food played a major role.
As for my back, an MRI has been scheduled for tomorrow morning. Getting the call was a bitch. My phone kept thinking the Radiology Department at the VA was a spam caller and kept disconnecting.