Managing Boredom in Captivity

This weekend, I had the great privilege of having nothing on my schedule except meals. No PT. No OT. Just breakfast, lunch and dinner. My room is what feels like 80 degrees. So I sweat a lot. And I watched an entire season of Veronica Mars. And I thought that I was going to die either from heat or from boredom. But I survived, and today is less boring, but still just as hot. Unfortunately, this unit is occupied primarily by people who are more than two three times my age. One thing I know about old people is that old people are cold. Old people being cold means me (and my roommate) feel like we are in an oven. In the words of Devaughn, one of my summer Pittsburgh Project students, "I'm bout to bake myself" (except I'm being baked--and not in the "fun" sense of getting baked.

I'm getting close to getting out of here. Until then, I will bide my time doing things that may not be terribly productive. But hey, when am I going to have another time when heading into my third week off from work I am able to sit around, rest and do nothing? And because I've been off from work for so long, I probably won't be able to take time off from work for another three years...unless, of course I decide to break other parts of my body. Although it seems to be a very effective way to get some time off work, I would not recommend it.