For some reason I felt off yesterday. I was tired, maybe it was nothing more than that. But then I slept surprisingly well. When I pull a shirt over my head today (to take it off, not because I have some “pulling shirts over my head” kink) I no longer do it slowly because the fabric feels weird going over my surgery zone. I can sneeze, and it only flares for a moment, and not much at that. I can turn and stretch, and I don’t immediately get reminded I had surgery. I’m healing. I am impatient, and I just want to be better, as I said yesterday, but I think there is an actual end in sight now. Hopefully, the surgeon won’t tell me otherwise when I meet him in two days. Here is a very nimble cat. I will be this cat soon.
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