Two and a half weeks into recovery and....well, just call me the Impatient Patient.
I thought that by now I'd be doing more. Not back 100%, but, not as sore and tired as I am. I get so tired so easily, it's nutty!
I decided to make soup on Sunday. (Homemade soup, not from a can.) It's a staple recipe, nothing fancy. It took me well over an hour to make it. Usual prep time: 30 mins.
What an eye opener.
Monday was my first full day solo since surgery. I had to go to Walmart for some pain pills (the OTC variety). Folks, it took me over an hour to shower, get dressed and get out the door. Seriously? Yup, I move even slower than turtles now. (Should have my own shirts made).
Sent an email to work yesterday, just a warning for them....I'm not sure I'll be "kitchen ready" by the 21st. My boss was very understanding, which I am glad for. I have to listen to my body I guess. (Impatient Patient does not like this).
No fitness, other than short walks at the grocery store. My appetite has returned, which is a blessing and a curse. Trying to make the Good Choices.....but chocolate once-a-day seems to have become a necessity for my sanity.
I will say, I am still enjoying being home with the kids on the morning....and they're liking it too. It will be a hard thing to give up when I go back.