The Two Week Mark

Today I am a day over two weeks of surgery. It has been amazing to see how much each day makes a difference in recovery. I am feeling more antsy and want to go out of the house to experience life. Sitting here reading and watching about life is reaching its limits. But, I think that my "go go" lifestyle needs this little break and I am trying to enjoy it to the fullest. I am reminded of Paul when he said "I have learned the secret of being content in every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength". (Philippians 4:12-13) I am trying to apply this verse to my season of rest.

So, small gains in the recovery department:

1. I can now make small sneezes. On Monday all I could do was make a terrible moaning sound whenever I tried to sneeze.

2. I can cough. My lung capacity has risen over the past few days and I can now breathe a deep breath and bring up any junk that shouldn't be there.

3. I can sleep sitting on my bed. On Monday I could not, and was sleeping on the couch sitting up.

4. My bump is slowly going down. YES!

5. I can get out of bed

6. I can button my own pants. - gotta love the little stuff!

My dad has been great this week. With my mom gone on vacation, he has taken my undies off the laundry line (a true labor of love), buttoned my pants (after making sure nothing was "showing"), and has been there to turn me over in bed when I could not move after having turned myself into a weird position. We will see where the next week lies.