Today is also a typical fall day. Gray skies, drizzling damp alternating to outright rain. The surgery stressed my body so I'm feeling chilled. No surprises there.
I couldn't stand being housebound anymore so I did a quick run to Blockbuster so I could watch something I hadn't already seen. The doc's main concern was being able to mash the brakes. Which I did about six times with no pain in the driveway, so I drove a few blocks... I'm not taking any narcotics (another reason docs push the no driving in the first couple weeks) but I'm also not an idiot... I'm not just going to start running all over.
That would be truly and unbelievably stupid. Especially that this has been the year of "You-can't-get-there-from-here." Only my little "burg" would have road construction on six, count 'em six! of our areas main thoroughfares. It's seriously something along the lines of six out of eight... it's truly frightening.
Anyway... my stamina is picking up more each day. I'm progressing really well and should get the pathology reports sometime today. I'll be quite happy when I do because I know they'll be okay.
What is it Red always says? Oh yeah, "Keep your stick on the ice!"
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One person's thoughts on surviving cancer, the physical and emotional aftermath and the use of sometimes twisted humor to get through it all. Along with some daily observations that at times makes me go, huh?
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