9 Days after Surgery

Tom drops me off at my apartment a little before 11 a.m.  so that he can get home before the blizzard hits that was forecast the night before.  After putting everything away, I take a brief walk to the park.  The snow has begun to fall heavily enough that I can't see the far side of the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir.  I realize I am definitely going to be homebound and that it's unlikely I'll see my visiting nurse first thing the next morning as planned.  C'est la vie--by this time, I'm not even sure what the point would be.

And hey--welcome back, libido!