On the mend
I'm recovering well from my heart surgery of the 19th. They ended up replacing the whole shooting match, so I'm all brand new in there--ICD unit, wires and everything. I stayed in hospital one night longer than anticipated and came home Sunday to wonderful friends and family who've cared for me since. Many brought dinner, and one friend essentially stayed with us most of last week while John returned to work.
Today is my first day alone with the girls. So far, so good. I took my first walk yesterday down the street, and I've got my pain medication down to Tylenol. I see the surgeon this afternoon and I don't expect to hear anything other than good things. Thanks for all the good wishes!