Slow and Steady Wins the Race

I am officially beginning to feel somewhat human again. Barely. It seems that I drastically underestimated exactly what was involved in this whole abdominal hysterectomy thing. I was prepared for a few days of tenderness and pain. Perhaps even a few days in bed. But alas, it's far worse than I imagined.

I'm not totally complaining.There is something to be said for "laying low" and not doing much of anything. I've been reading, watching TV and chatting with friends on the phone - between naps. It's not all bad. My skin actually looks fantastic - lack of putting makeup on for two weeks I suppose and I'm drinking more water than I ever have before.

Still. It's tough not to be able to do what I want/need to do. It's tough to just have to sit there and wait for someone to help me do what needs to be done. It's not like I'm a real go-getter, can't keep me down kind of girl but I am getting frustrated as the days wear on.

It has been nice for the pace to slow down some. It's nice to actually have time to sit and think or sit and not think. Just to have time to myself is a nice thing. It would be better if my tummy didn't hurt though.

So I'm slowly coming out of my fog and starting to get a look around. I walked out to see the animals the other day which I haven't been able to do thus far. It was really nice to see them again and to say hello. The walk exhausted me but it was well worth the effort.