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November 11, 2007
Getting better, but...
Last night, I tried sleeping in my own bed since coming home. As expected, I kept Julianna up all night. Aside frome the two times I have to have my alarm wake me up so that I can keep on top of my pain meds, I guess I moan and groan an awful lot. Even with an ice pack on my leg all night, I get really hot too — I woke up this morning in a puddle of sweat.
So, I’m back in my cozy (not) dining room chambre. I’m sad to be back, but happy knowing that my wife will be well-rested tonight.
Tomorrow, we’re going to see the surgeon for my two-week checkup. The main reason is to get my staples (if you’ll remember, there are thirty-two of them) taken out. I am excited, because it means the end of sponge-bathing and a re-introduction to the modern marvel, the shower. (Hopefully, I’ll have a few other restrictions dropped as well.)
We had a number of visitors ttoday, which was very nice (and helpful). Thanks, everyone for coming to spend your time with me — and for the meal.
I’m sure I’ll have more to say after I’m staple-free. Until then, I will be lulled to sleep by the drone of the dishwasher, as I sink into my soft, fifteen-year old, twin-sized bed, peering through the darkness at the dim glow of kitchen light on the dining room table.
Posted at 10:25 pm
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