It is 10: 51 a.m.
My in home therapist just left . I have not felt well enough to venture to my office on opposite side of house from my man cave owhere my new powered recliner I purchased specifically for this time is located. I am ever grateful to Ribs for the suggestion. I cannot lay or sleep any place else so it is my 24 hour a day home..
My pain levels while being still are manageable around level 7 and can go to over 8 when trying to exercise or walk a few steps. This is brutal. I will get thru it, but as most grunts know, keep on keeping on.
THIS TOO SHALL PASS are words I keep close to me from our Lord.
One amazing thing happened to me in Prep. I was shaking like a fig leaf on the way to pre-op with my son in from nerves and reality seting in.
I wasn't ten minutes from seeing the registrar before being prepped. The anesthsiologist had come to see me ahead of time and explained what she would be doing and giving to me. I was still shaking involuntarily and she asked if I would like a sedative to calm down. I said yes please.
My surgeon arrived and saw me immediately after she had just left and said ARE YOU READY? I said yes sir. He said "Let's go.".
Then, before the people who roll the guerneys got on the cart to roll me over to the operating room I suddenly had a deep, calming peace overcome me. It was my prayers and those of my dear wife and daughter and sister in law being answered. The peace which passes all human undertstanding.
My PA's were there with Doc and came over to hug me. I laid back down and do not remember anything until I woke up after surgery..
I have been blessed with wonderful medical people who are also compassionate and caring. I trust them because of those very reasons.
Anyway, I have a ways to recovery but we have small beginning.. I am still weak. So I likely won;t be writing anyuthing until I get back to this end of the house again..
I wish you all my very best and thank you for your prayers and kind words.. They mean a lot when you are at the bottom.
God Bless you,
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