2 Weeks Behind Me

Well I've survived the first two weeks post-op. In one way, the first one was easy albeit extremely painful. I was in so much pain and so drugged up on painkillers that time just came and went while I layed in my hospital bed. Just doing 5 laps around my hospital ward was impressive enough to the nurses that I felt accomplished and deserved a nap, along with one of the many pieces of chocolate I had gotten as gifts.

I've been out of the hospital for a week, and the better I feel, the more I feel I should be up doing something. The problem is, I'm not sure what. Walking is rather boring to me, but I manage to do it every day. This morning I walked 40 minutes on a hilly route. I came home, dyed my hair, had a snack and showered.

I started another book, but it isn't quite drawing me in like the last one I started and finished in two days. I registered for online classes at the local community college, but those don't start until mid to late August. I just did an internet search on "things to do while recovering from surgery". None of them are very productive, they just suggest ways to bide my time. That's not necessarily the problem. There's plenty of books for me to read or tv to watch, but I get no sense of accomplishment from either of them. I know I'm perfectly capable of laying around watching tv and eating everything in sight, but I just don't see how any of that should make me very proud. No, I really don't feel like taking up knitting. My Rosetta Stone cd is in Redding, so maybe once I get that, I'll be back to attempting to learn French. I feel guilty and lazy for sitting on the couch all day and I believe I've been asleep more hours than I've been awake.

I'm trying desperately to avoid internet sites that may encourage me to spend money or aquire anymore "stuff". You have no idea how easy it is to go broke on amazon.com. Since I have no place of my own to live right now, there's no reason for me to buy anything.

Maybe I'll go search for a free internet site that teaches French....