Thursday, October 18, 2012

Still alive but slow to recover

For my enormous cadre of devoted fans, I wanted to let you know I'm still alive and will return to my blog as soon as I can.

Went into the hospital October 3rd for a pretty straightforward surgical procedure to end my sciatica pain.  Should have been there 2 or 3 nights.  My body had other ideas.  Pneumonia was a better diagnosis than the suspected pulmonary embolisms that made me short of breath following surgery.  Still, I wouldn't wish it on anyone.  And, as everyone knows, there is no sleeping while in the hospital.  Between breathing treatments, blood checks and your standard vital signs checks, there simply isn't time for anything but occasional cat naps.

Eight days later with technicolored arms and hands from numerous "pokes" (most unsuccessfull) I'm back home.  There is always a price to pay for getting one's wish.  Mine was to leave the hospital a few days early.  My payment is having legs and feet that look like they belong to the Pillsbury Dough Boy.  Having had back surgery, I can't very well hoist them above my heart to bring down the swelling.

But. . . . .

The good news is that Spouse just came home from a run to Trader Joe's to pick up two of my favorite things:  Morello Cherries and Petite Palmieres.   Feast Time!!