The good news is that the orthopedist thinks I’ll make a complete recovery. The bad news is that this will take time. The minimum time it will take me to recover is two weeks; he’s written an official note to that effect. In the meantime, he’s prescribed rest, with no pressure on my coccyx. That pretty much rules out driving. Any work sessions will be limited to about 15 or so while sitting or standing. The rest of the time I’ll be lying down. I’ll know more after I get an MRI next week. In the meantime, I’ve got pills for the worst of the pain. My chief enemy will be boredom. I needed to go from one place to another today: doctor’s office to pharmacist to grocery shopping. My thanks to Vann for being my chauffeur today. He exceeded my aspirations!   Yes, there’s a pun in there.