I'm addressing this to everyone. I'm not sure why some of you read it, especially those in the last catagory (of those I don't know). It's 11:30p. Why am I writing? Giddiness perhaps. I've been overly socially stimulated today, and I just don't feel like going to bed. I've decided, like Wooster, to by a Banjolele. Anyone know where to buy one or how to play one? Any insights are appreciated.
I suppose what I really need to say is, I feel great, just a week and a few days after surgery. Thanks for all those who dropped in, thought of me, or prayed for me. The opperation went well. The doctor was pleased. And the nurses loved me (I guess I'm an easy patient to take care of. They even wrote me a nice note when I got home. I wish I could follow up with some of them. They are lovely folks and many of them in quite the right profession). Right, so I feel great. In fact, I forgot I was post-op and started doing some heavy lifting only to be reminded by a big of a pain sensation that I have stitches running up and down my belly -- 3 layers of stitches and "steri-tape" on the outer dermal layer to keep the skin together without stiches. This is all very intreguing to me. I believe the higher incisions bleed a little more than the lower incisions. My last post went into that incision thing in a bit more details, but I believe that some locations are more prone to bleeding than others. Sorry to all those who find this boring.
It is official. Next week I'm going to Chicago to finish things up. Anyone there who wants to see me should be sure to contact me as I'm sure I'll be in great demand :-) Who knows when I might be back there again.
I had better stop writing now, as I think I'm making little-to-no sense as it is so late. Thanks to all my faithful readers. Good night!!
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ReplyDeleteDear Adam,
ReplyDeleteYou've heard the saying, "One man's poison is another man's meat." I will not be remiss in stretching its message a bit and applying it to you and all who know you and read your blog. Clearly your misfortune has blessed me and a whole lot of people (a classic paradox, need I point out?) because you've dared to let your readers look into your inner sanctum. There you've taken time to mull, to stew, to question, perhaps to lament, even complain. And from that process have come epiphanies not only of contentment, but of praise and glory. How, we ask is that possible! Your blog talk explains it wonderfully. So, it seems that there is no poison left... it's become meat for you as well as for your readers and supporters. Thank you pulling that off. As the late Lewis Smedes said, "It's all grace."
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