BRISK BEGINNINGS . . . OR RE-BEGINNINGS
Saturday, October 17, 2020
Somehow or another, I think I've dodged the terrible pain bullet that I was expecting after the nerve block wore off. I'm starting to feel like my normal self again . . . can't wait to get this drain out next Wednesday. I DO know that the more active and consistent one is, the more quickly the body heals. It's nice to have a surgery that is taking weeks, not months, for recovery. Hope to never repeat 2019 (and I won't repeat that dismal story for those of you who were spared that rough journey with me).
Although today I honestly feel I have enough strength and energy to do them, I am restraining from the "bouncy," "boppy," exercise routines I try to fit in several times a week.
So . . . Texas has cool, brisk mornings now (subject to change at any time), and that always energizes me to get out and enjoy it while it lasts. Hubby returned to Mexico yesterday, so I can drive my own schedule . . . I'd been waiting for him and walking with him now that he's ready to incorporate that into his life. Now, with just a few more weeks solo here Stateside before I join him, I'm enjoying the brisk beginnings to the days. This morning, it feels pretty empty without him, though.
This morning was particularly bright, because I'd expected I would need to beg for a mercy weigh-in. Surgery had left my system a mess, full of fluids and swelling, not to mention the still anesthetized intestinal processes. Even yesterday my weight still reflected all of that. Yesterday evening I began to feel much better . . . and apparently it's because my body was "resetting." Weigh in this morning was a dream--possibly even catching up for a lower-than-expected weight on last Saturday's weigh in.
Sweet! Here's to brisk activities, bright attitudes, and breathtaking horizons!