I know in my head it's just been two weeks. But it feels so much longer! I'm getting tired of shuffling around, having trouble sleeping because of pain, and not being able to get anything done. I'm even tired of people telling me how awesome I'm doing. Ok, sure. I'll cop to it: I'm cranky tonight. Nights are the roughest.
I have a lot I both need and want to do. Even the non-physical stuff (paperwork I can do on the computer, for instance) is difficult. My brain just isn't back up to snuff yet. I hope this wasn't just one too many surgeries and I've killed an appreciable amount of brain cells.
School starts in two weeks. I hope I'll be up to the job! Three weeks until I'll need to drive Anna around. Ditto on hoping I'll be up to the job.
Summer's a sucky time to have surgery (Is there a good time?). People are so busy, visitors are hard to come by. And me, an extrovert and all. Our friend did come over for (and with) lunch today. That was fun.
I donno. I need to remember it's normal to feel kind of depressed or out of sorts after surgery. I'm just tired of the same old song.
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