On the other side
I’m beginning to feel more normal. Yeah, still sleeping a lot and with some residual pain and pulling from the incisions, but the worst of it seems to be gone. It hurts to sit up too long, but it gets a little better every day.
More important, as frustrating as it was to be sidelined this long, I discovered I really needed this mental break. I didn’t realize just how stressed out I’ve been and for how long; once I admitted to myself that no, I wasn’t going to bounce back quickly, it was exceedingly pleasant to just chill. I watched a lot of TV and read many, many books. (No, I didn’t watch any cable news. Dear God, no.)
Anyway, I’ll probably be back to normal next week. Thanks for your patience.






11:48 am
In order to deal with the absurdity of reality, I have read 38 Agatha Christie books since Christmas. Can you top that? But at least I have not lost my mind, “the little grey cells”.
12:21 pm
Normal? Oh, no. Not that.
9:35 pm
That’s great news. You deserve all the ‘wellness’ you can get. Now on to the next challenge. There’s always the next challenge.