Recovery continues, slowly but surely. My wife is being a tower of support, despite the burden that I must represent to her right now: she has to put aside or delay many of her normal activities in order to care for my wounds, help me move around when my body locks up on me, and generally soothe my fevered brow and make me feel better. The fact that she does so uncomplainingly is miraculous, in my book. Yet again, I'm deeply grateful that the good Lord brought us together, and that she said "Yes" when I popped the question. I'm sure there have been times when she's wondered about that, in retrospect!
I'm definitely noticing a slowdown in my recovery from this surgery. Previously, I'd have expected to bounce back from it fairly quickly, so that within 2-3 days the pain had largely worn off and it was simply a matter of waiting for the stitches to come out. Now... not so much. Five and a half days after the staples were inserted, they hurt more than they did that first day, probably because there are so many of them. We're using an antiseptic on them, to prevent any outbreaks of infection, but there doesn't seem to be any - just a big red ridge of skin and muscle beneath them that'll have to wait until next week for release from the pressure. Taken with the chest scar from my quadruple bypass surgery some years ago, and I'm going to be zippered pretty much from my collar-bone to my navel. Add in a few scars from previous injuries and surgeries, and my torso is going to be like a road map. I may have to leave it to science as a training device for future physicians - although they may not find everything inside that's supposed to be there.
Anyway, so far, so good. More later.
Peter
