Six years ago this whole recovery thing threw me for a loop as well. I feel like I’ve slept for nearly two weeks and am still exhausted. The thing is this surgery is supposed to be outpatient. I mean, technically mine was outpatient. I got there at 10:30am and stayed about 24 hours before being released, bur in my mind outpatient suggests that you’ll be up and doing your thing lickety split. Which meant that less than a week after the surgery, once I was cleared for driving, I was out at Festival en el Barrio Viejo (so flipping cool), Be Safe Saturday (also flipping cool) and Cyclovia (amazingly cool). I slept basically every other moment. When will I learn?
On a lighter note I had to take pictures for class. Hard not to pick up more than 5 pounds when the request is from Bean, and for a hug.