On the day of the surgery, whilst walking around
as a part of the remobilisation process
I walked the almost quarter of a mile to the restaurant area
AND back again..... without my crutch ??
The following day... I went shopping [without my crutch]
after 150 yards... I am back to the same old, same old
and experiencing much quicker onsets of subsequent halts
I made it back home, but I realize that this 'upward incline'
has steepened somewhat and though not of my choosing
is nevertheless, my prescribed direction, apparently
I wont allow myself to become disappointed
because the slight bruising from the procedure has yet still to fade
I was 'warned' pre-op, that they could dislodge a bit of the obstruction
and that it could wander down my leg
and block it, in narrowings further down
and, that the site of the procedure could collapse
where then I would need a stent inserted there, soon
There is nothing to be gained by my becoming hypochondriacal
concerning my perceived symptoms these last few days
'what will be, will be'
I await to receive details of the follow-up exam
Mary says she heard hospital staff mention 'six weeks or so'
I am grateful for my blessings...
On the 19th of March I was allowed to walk tall
and able to recall 'times' before I got ill
In July, I will have been here [with Mary] for two-years
and have no-regrets and no-wish, to be 'elsewhere'
'Live in a roundhouse' ? LOL... I live in and AROUND this house
I will LIVE as if, I expect to live 100 years more
knowing, that when I am 'called' no 'man' can prevent it
and that it is His will, that will be done
I am, in His hands...
dave