My recovery is coming along, hampered only by the fact that I can't take any narcotics. There were a few bad pain times and I only had Tylenol to take the edge off. I think I'm beyond the really bad part, now. I still am sleeping in the guest room so I can prop my head up. But I can't get past 3:00 A.M. yet. Of course I'm out by 9:00 P.M. so it isn't horrible. I work so hard to get the leg limber and after it lays for a bit it stiffens again. Had my first physical therapy session on Monday, another one today. I will go twice a week with a goal of a leg extension of 0 degrees and a bend of 120 degrees. A bit of work, but I'm at 7 degrees and 90 degrees so it could be worse.
I'm still mostly camped in my office, but my bum is getting tired of the same chair and I think I need to walk more. I'm hoping that today after therapy I'll feel perky enough to stop at the local cafe for a bite of lunch. Maybe later (or tomorrow) if it doesn't snow I can walk a bit on the street. I alternate between walker and cane because my upstairs is not particularly set up for a walker. I'm hoping to spend more time downstairs in the next couple of days, too. Goals are good.
Well, I think I'm going to instruct Stan on how to make hot buckwheat cereal for a change. And finish the paper.