I'm Still Out

Post surgery with my prayer shawl and party hat.

Not that I was planning to go anywhere, but it's still a marvel that I get to be home. I am healing and feeling. That's all I can say. I am pretty sore, still not using any pain meds. I think all of the mental prep I did before the surgery has really helped. I listened to my healing meditation recordings literally all night at the hospital- when I woke up (or was woken up), I would just turn it back on. I took Arnica, after talking to the surgeon about it. He didn't know what it was, but diligently looked it up and before the surgery told me I could "take that plant" if I wanted to. I did, so I did.

Nancy the acupuncturist, is coming tomorrow for a house call. She will give me a treatment and then while I am resting, she will give Mary a treatment for her frozen shoulder muscles. I can't wait to see her.

All and all it's been an okay day. I have been going between elation and sadness. It's exhausting. I think we are all really tired. I went back to bed today for what I thought would be an hour and Pat woke me when she checked on me 3 1/2 hours later. I will probably do the same tomorrow.

I thought I would try to get the church in the morning, but right now that seems like overdoing it. I will have to miss a week, which makes me sad. I really get a surprising amount of sustenance from going to church. I will miss it.

Tonight I got to eat pasta for the first time in a very long time. It was delicious. I am so grateful to be alive today. Even sore, even with the chemo coming up, even with everything, today is a good day.