A week into the new year and time for another post.
Haven't got much to report other than to say that I am slowly getting on with life. Cracking a rib (at least that's what the ER doctor thinks it was - got it by laying down on my bed. Really. No exciting story involved.) on New Year's Eve didn't help matters. What it did do is put me back on morphine. That, together with the dexamethasone (albeit a greatly reduced dose) had me operating with a somewhat hyper edge. Two days ago I had completely weaned myself off both meds, but am left with little in the way of energy. For example, yesterday I went to the bank and bought some groceries, all under my own steam. Came home for a four-hour nap, and still managed to be in bed by 9:30pm. Set the alarm for 8am today so I could get the garbage to the curb in time. Did that, thought I'd have another hour's rest, only to wake up at 4pm! Will no doubt take some time to be fully operational again, but at least I'll be well rested when that happens.
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