I’ll write more in a few days, but wanted you to know that I got home, and I’m doing well. We arrived at the lake around noon today, and home and our sunporch has never looked so good. Ted opened the windows out there (it was in the low 70’s), I curled up on the couch and immediately went to sleep. Bliss!
I’ve always heard that the third day after surgery is the worse, and I’m finding that to be true. Just achy, can’t get comfortable without my pain pills, and still a little fuzzy in the brain (so forgive me if some of this sounds goofy). Tomorrow will be much better.
I took a few minutes after we got home to look at all the comments you had written over the last two days, and got a little weepy. Through this blog I have been so blessed to have found each of you. A year ago we did not know each other at all, and now I count you all as dear friends. Thank you, thank you for your prayers, your concern, and your sweet words.
Ted is fussing that I’ve had the laptop on my “lap” too long, so I will close for now. A special thanks to Lana for letting you know what was going on Wednesday, to Jill for her added “tidbits” of news, to Dawn for taking such good care of my four-legged babies, and to Dawn and Marianne for supper our first night home. Thanks to Samille, Sandi, Wanda, Kay, Donna and Nancy for the hospital visits and to Ed for stopping by this afternoon with a plateful of goodies.
Ted has been wonderful, and our children have burned up the phone lines. I am so blessed.