I didn't sleep much last night.
Foot cramps--using the toilet after drinking so much cranberry juice--not being sleepy.
About 8:30 am I finally got up, feeling woozy, and ate a bowl of oatmeal. I checked on my vegetable garden and watered it.
No pain at all--just a slight ache. No excuse to use the hydrocodone pills.
At 9:15 I walked the dogs, just around the block. Made it.
At 9:45 I woke John up and told him that Pet Affaire won't groom Na'ilah if he doesn't get her there by 10 am.
He did it.
I rested, puttered around the kitchen.
John drove Roz to work at 1 pm. He brought me a skinny peppermint mocha venti from Starbucks--but he forgot to ask for it to be decaf. I stayed up all day, wired.
On television we watched California Chrome win the Preakness in Baltimore--yay!
Ellen came by at 3 pm, and I proudly showed her how clean the garage is. She brought grits made with cheese and chunks of bacon--delicious!
I showed her my surgical vest, and she pointed out that it was inside out--so that's why the zipper had been stabbing my collar bone all night. We changed it, and I was surprised to see the big blue splotch on my breast and the two separate patches over incisions, one on my breast and another under my arm.
After I got the vest back on, I asked her to take a couple of photos to document my garb.
I slept from 7 pm to 9 pm, then got up and talked and wrote in this blog.
Marie called and I had a great talk with her.
Goodnight!
Foot cramps--using the toilet after drinking so much cranberry juice--not being sleepy.
About 8:30 am I finally got up, feeling woozy, and ate a bowl of oatmeal. I checked on my vegetable garden and watered it.
No pain at all--just a slight ache. No excuse to use the hydrocodone pills.
At 9:15 I walked the dogs, just around the block. Made it.
At 9:45 I woke John up and told him that Pet Affaire won't groom Na'ilah if he doesn't get her there by 10 am.
He did it.
I rested, puttered around the kitchen.
John drove Roz to work at 1 pm. He brought me a skinny peppermint mocha venti from Starbucks--but he forgot to ask for it to be decaf. I stayed up all day, wired.
On television we watched California Chrome win the Preakness in Baltimore--yay!
Ellen came by at 3 pm, and I proudly showed her how clean the garage is. She brought grits made with cheese and chunks of bacon--delicious!
I showed her my surgical vest, and she pointed out that it was inside out--so that's why the zipper had been stabbing my collar bone all night. We changed it, and I was surprised to see the big blue splotch on my breast and the two separate patches over incisions, one on my breast and another under my arm.
After I got the vest back on, I asked her to take a couple of photos to document my garb.
I slept from 7 pm to 9 pm, then got up and talked and wrote in this blog.
Marie called and I had a great talk with her.
Goodnight!
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