On Monday 6\/4, I had my surgery. Vertical sleeve gastrectomy, for anyone in a Googling mood. Robot assisted. Five stab wounds to the abdomen. The surgeon removed about 85% of my stomach through the largest stab wound, which is turning a lovely shade of mustard yellow at this point. I’m feeling much better than I expected to so soon after surgery. The largest incision site is still a little sore, but other than that I’m doing great. Getting plenty of fluids and protein, and walking. That’s pretty much my entire assignment for the two weeks after surgery. Drink a lot of water and protein shakes, and go for short walks. Rest. Nothing too stressful.<\/p>\n
I’m reading and watching old movies and cooking shows while I sip water. Maybe tomorrow I’ll be up to making some prints. Or maybe I’ll do a little knitting. I ran the Roomba today. Scrambled some eggs for 13 last night, but didn’t want to stand up long enough to cook bacon. This morning I tried to go for a walk in the park, but rain cut the walk off at 14 minutes. Tonight we may go out to watch part of the Timber’s game. Or not, if I am too tired.<\/p>\n
It’s a little weird not having to cook for myself or do anything around the house.<\/p>\n
That’s what’s up in my world right now.<\/p>\n
Thanks to Ma and Larry for coming up and making sure I was OK, and thanks to 13 for continuing to take care of me.<\/p>\n
Things are good, and I’m happy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"