I resumed work today. It was extremely uncomfortable for the morning, but got a tiny bit easier in the afternoon. One glimmer of hope is that I'm allowed to work from home for a couple of days a week until we go on our big trip, which I think will make the 14 remaining working days more bearable.
I did wish today that I was able to spend my afternoon eating strawberries, reading Fruit of the Lemon by Andrea Levy, and doing some research on Cuba. I miss the days of last week.