Getting there, almost
Slept sorta okay last night. A couple hours, then awake for almost an hour, then several more hours of sleep. Still not a good eight hours, and still waking up to pee several times. But when I got up this morning I realized I am actually starting to feel almost normal. Almost.
And when I took my glucose reading, it was only 90! Very nice.
The hip and leg still hurt, but not quite as much. My general overall body is pretty good, and the occasional aches and pains I’ve been feeling are starting to subside as well, so I’m guessing that is part of the healing process and not a bunch of new problems cropping up to worry about.
Tuesday will be eight weeks since surgery. I’m not naive enough to think there is anything magical about that (or any) time marker. It just means I’ll be able to do a little more than I’ve been doing.
All this coronavirus panic is crazy, but understandable. Schools are closing, grocery stores are cutting back on their hours, and all sorts of public gathering places are shutting down.