Almost Home
Yes, I'm home. They didn't bother with the second x-ray this morning, since the last one looked good and the doc noticed I slept on a flat bed last night.
It took surprisingly little time to get me out of there. I expected red tape to hurt as much as surgical tape, but nope! I was home by 11:30 this morning. Everything was the same, except eight days later.
The calendars lie. The TV lies. My inner clock shrugs at me.
This convalescence is going to take a while.
excerpt from Almost Home by Mary Chapin Carpenter
But there's no such thing as no regrets
And baby it's alright
I'm not running
I'm not hiding
I'm not reaching
I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open
Gonna pull my soul in
And I'm almost home
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Home again Home again Jiggety Jig...
HUGS
Now that you are in your own home, I imagine your recovery will be a bit quicker. Keeping good thoughts for you.
BTW, now is a great time to reacquaint yourself with that queue of movies at NetFlix.... Trust me.