Hello again! Today marks the one-month anniversary of my surgery. At this time a month ago, I'd been out of surgery for about three hours, and the nurses came into my room and MADE ME GET OUT OF BED AND SIT IN A CHAIR! My brain knew it was a good thing, but my body was not convinced. At. All.
I was in the hospital for four days, and though I didn't feel "good," I was more than happy to be able to come home. It's been painful, difficult, and challenging, but compared to a month ago, I have made a ton of progress. I walk every single day, twice a day, a little bit further (farther? I can't remember) each time, which is pretty much the only physical stuff I'm allowed to do until the end of October (!). I can shower and dress myself, I am no longer on the strong painkillers (though there are times when I wish I still had them), and though I'm not eating a lot, I do have an appetite.
Until recently, I wasn't able to read very much at all, since the words would swirl around on the page. Fortunately, I was able to do basic (i.e., garter stitch) knitting, so I didn't completely go crazy.
And so, I would like to say a huge THANK YOU to everyone who left kind comments, offered prayers, and kept a good thought for me. I appreciate it more than you could possibly know, and I truly believe that kind of thing makes a difference in the universe.
I'll be back soon, but wanted to let all of you know that I'm doing OK. I must warn you, there might be some stories about my surgery and recovery, but you are in no way obligated to read that stuff. I can also promise though, lots of stories of the kindness of friends, both real and virtual.
So until next time, take care. :-)