Back in Provo

So I decided to move to Provo. I moved a couple of days earlier than I had planned on a bit of a whim and am now here.

So I got in, ate dinner with my sister, saw Horton Hears a Who, went dancing, went grocery shopping, and now will sleep.

I believe it's downhill from here

Well, I went dancing on Saturday night. I held back a bit, and even sat out occasionally because my jaw was hurting a bit. But I got home, I was less swollen, and things have only gotten better. In fact, I haven't taken a painkiller since before then, even though I still have the bands in.

Translation: I can actually do moderately active things without injury to myself. I should be able to live life normally (which is still fairly inactive for me) from here on out. And in a week, when I have official clearance, I think I can live like I always have - climbing things at random, running around 'cause I feel like it, dancing in hallways, ... Oh, yeah. Life is good.