It's been a week since surgery - already? - and I'm hanging in here. I'm still walking like a really old lady, more than I usually am, but things seem to be progressing nicely.
I keep thinking of all the things I need to do, wishing I weren't wasting time off at home, but I guess I'm not really wasting time. I'm getting well, and that's the most important thing.
Tomorrow I start seriously attacking mounds of paperwork and magazines. Hey, I know that doesn't sound like much but it's about all I can handle at this point. I'm good for about an hour and then I crash. I'm thinking of this as "work hardening." Won't be able to lay down after an hour's worth of work when I get back there.
I'm so impatient. I really want to be at full throttle now ......... (sigh) patience is NOT one of my virtues!