I have been blessed with a healthy constitution and have never ben really sick apart from the usual children’s diseases and apendicitis when I was 9. Therefore being stuck at home, mostly in bed, with strong orders about what I can, can’t, should and shouldn’t do is quite new to me.
– I am not allowed to go up and down stairs more than twice daily and, when I do, must do it very slowly. In a three-floored house this is proving a real challenge. So I have relocated to a room in the middle of the house to make things easier.
– I miss cooking. After 5 days of extremely bland so-called vegeatarian hospital food (this could be a post in its own right) I feel like preparing my own food and eating all the vegetables and fruit I was denied for a few days before the operation.
– I am supposed to feel exhausted and don’t! Not that I mind really, of course, but I have to remind myself that I am healing, that I need to rest and take things easy.
– It’s tough and takes time to change positions. Thus washing is a difficult and long task. However it makes me realize how lucky I am to enjoy a good health. I am glad all this is only for a short period of time.