When I got home I sat up for a bit, but then needed a bit of a nap. The couch isn't quite wide enough for my arms to be comfortable so I had Ian put up the foot rest. Helvetica then came and laid there in front of me, some so he could get skritches, but also because he is the protector in this house. If someone isn't doing well, he watches over them. He took it to a little bit of an extreme last night, thus the fitful sleeping.
I am getting around great. The Doctor said that I will know how much I can and can't do. After the surgery is still way better than the first month or so with the tear. I can walk, I can put weight on my leg, but I try to minimize it. But overall, I feel great. I woke up this morning almost 10 hours after I had taken the most recent pain med and I had no real pain. I have a higher energy level and higher level of alertness than I have had in weeks.
I can't have a shower till sometime late tomorrow. This may be the worst part. I hate missing my morning shower.
Currently I am sitting at the dining room table. The couch makes me feel constricted. I like having my feet up, but can't put the rest back down myself. Yeah, I am a bit of a control freak.
I think I woke up during the surgery, I will find out about that next week.
The main thing is that I can now start back towards feeling better. I can start back towards getting in shape.
Lizzie is a rock, as always. She knows what I need, she knows when to stand back. She is puttering around in the kitchen at the moment. I don't think I can ever make it clear how much she means to me.
Thank you everyone for your kind words the last couple of days. It means a lot.
More as thing progress.
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