Kids, there is something I want to pass along. Be grateful for the fact that in the middle of the night you can roll out of bed, walk to the bathroom, do your thing, and go back without it being a massive production.
The other major thing that I've taken away from this experience is that no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to wrap the Ace bandage as well as the doctor.
Haha. But there is improvement, much improvement. The throbbing pain has passed, along with the heavy drain of fluids through my leg whenever I stand. I no longer lie with drugged exhaustion wanting to sleep through the rest of my life, as it was the only thing I was capable of doing somewhat well.
I am feeling more like myself again. I'm antsy to move, to advance, to escape the hermitude (is that a word?) I'd built. I need new thoughts inside this mind. Sparks to set blazes which will reveal previously darkened paths.
For now, this is a lull. I think. I write. When the time comes, I will be swept up again in living.