Sleep like an Egyptian (post-surgery, Day 22)

Specifically, last night I found I could sleep OK if I laid on my back, with the covers pulled away from my chest, like if I was an Egyptian mummy, except not ancient, mummified and in a sarcophagus. On my side was uncomfortable. The covers on my chest was uncomfortable. While my energy and general wellness continue to improve, sleep has been, by far, the most vexing part of my recovery. I don’t know if this is typical, abnormal or somewhere in-between. I suspect it’s pretty normal. After 22 days it’s also now pretty annoying. At least in a few more days I should be able to roll onto the side that got cut up without risk of opening anything up. In the meantime, I took a walk to Sapperton Landing today to get some exercise in. I’m up to 103 intensity minutes for the week, woo. Next week I could theoretically hit the minimum, 150. The weather was quite nice. Here are a few shots I took on my Galaxy S26. Looking east across the Fraser River, Port Mann Bridge in the background. A…