And just like that, I’m done.
My aneurysm has been, according to my neurosurgeon, perfectly clipped and I’m well on my way to recovery.
Okay, I look like hell. My left eye is all bruised, but that happens with brain surgery. And I get wiped out pretty easily, but that also happens with brain surgery, too.
And I don’t feel all that bad. Considering that I had major surgery three days ago (Wednesday was three days ago, right?), I’m doing okay. I bought beautiful yarn and picked out a gorgeous pattern for me to work on while I’m getting better. I make no promises; I will probably fall asleep somewhere in the middle of it (more than likely while I’m turning the heel) and I’ll be taking extra strength Tylenol for the next couple of weeks, too.
Yes, I do have the good drugs. Ahem.
Well, I won’t take them while I’m knitting, or that heel’s going to end up looking like a…well, not a heel, okay? Probably not a great idea to do any knitting under the influence of Percocet.
Definitely not a good idea. Ahem.
So, time for tea and sock knitting and some Villanova University men’s hoops.
And probably a nap.