This has been an up-and-down week. I have had some of the suckiest days EVER this week--repeated server/political troubles, getting the news Thursday that I would have to keep giving myself shots of Lovenox in the stomach through Monday, etc etc. And yet, on the whole, I am bouncing back from all this MUCH faster than anyone thought I would, especially me.
I am taking the stairs nearly as quickly as I did before this last bout of trouble. I am napping only an hour or so a day. I can shower unassisted, and standing up; usually after a trip to the hospital this long I'm sitting on an overturned bucket for close to a month. My color is good. The swelling and discoloration in my left arm (from last weekend's blood clot) is down to a very very dull roar, as is the discomfort in that arm from the surgery. I'm nearly used to having a THING in my chest and not feeling the corners of the box quite as acutely. My surgical wound is healing well. John thinks it's because my heart is finally working well.
Having said all this, I think I need to go pound my head against a plank for a while; nothing like tempting fate.
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