What a difference a day makes, and not in a good way. The anesthesia administered at the hospital finally wore off and I definitely needed the walker to do several laps around the Folly pool.
"Everybody crashes on the third day," Chris observed.
Fortunately, we had grocery-shopped just before my surgery, and he had a week of meals planned. All I really had to do was read, nap and watch video. North Woods, Demon Copperhead, Life After Life, Big Boys, Schindler's List, and Small Things Like These provided worthwhile diversion for the first two weeks. In spite of a guest appearance by Sissy Spacek, my favorite actress since Carrie (and wonderful as always!), I just couldn't get through Dying for Sex. Didn't some of us live through that already?
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