2/27/22

It's Sunday and I'm feeling almost human again today.  I can't lift more than 10 lbs. until I see the surgeon again on Friday.  No pushing, pulling, bending, etc.  I don't have to stop and think about it, the pain lets me know right away.  No prob.  If I bend too far, it feels like the stitches are being pulled out, one by one, with a set of dull tweezers, by an ogre with bad eyesight.  So, I'm behaving myself.  Besides, I'm getting seen nearly a week early so that I can get released to go on my cruise.  I'm not going to jeopardize that!  My incision is still weeping a little bit, but I showered today (much to David's delight), so I can have company now and give them a hug without them holding their breath.  

Thanks to everyone leaving messages on my blog and/or sending emails and texts.  I love getting them, even if I don't answer.  I want ya'll to know they ARE appreciated.  Today was the first day I didn't need David (or a small crane) to help me out of bed, so I'm definitely getting better.  I have an eye appointment tomorrow morning at 9:00.  They're going to dilate my eyes, so I need a driver.  David has volunteered.  It's a good thing, because I'm dreading sitting in the car in the passenger seat, let alone trying to drive.  Geez.  No one wants me behind the wheel right now, I guarantee it.  They said my visit would take 2 hours.  I haven't told him that part, yet.  He might change his mind.  He's become a permanent fixture in some of the parking lots around town now.  Frankly, I'm surprised someone hasn't reported him to the police as a potential stalker.  Ha!  Now, that would be funny!  'Look, officer, there he is again.'

When I think back on it, I wonder if I had all that bad luck at the hospital because I never forwarded those 12 emails with that chain letter......

I'll be more careful next time.



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