|X-rays of my lumbar hardware|
I've been trying to put together a blog post about the whole experience, but my writing has been so disjointed that I'm leaving all of those notes for the possibility of writing something more scholarly about the whole ordeal (I'm a graduate student...I'll do a lot for lines on my CV!). It's been hard and surreal. I'm sleeping a lot, but never in long chunks. I'm still clock-watching for pain medication (on an every four hour schedule), but I don't need the walker in my house as much. I've only left my house twice, but have found that the line between "doing ok" and "dear Dog*, I've overdone it."
It's also been hard to try to get my scholarly work done. The semester started last week, but most of my actual work has been pretty superficial. It's hard to read and engage with an essay with a medication haze, so I read in one page chunks. My writing process comes in fits and spurts, and many times needs to be revised and rewritten several times (this blog post has been in the works for a week, for example). It's not so much a matter of physically writing as I have a laptop that can be used in bed and Dragon Naturally Speaking with a wireless headset to get thoughts out. I'm just having trouble doing the cognitive work.
|Saturday morning breakfast scholar!|
Thank you to everyone's well-wishes on this journey. As I dig through my schoolwork and my various notes about the surgery, there will be more blog posts for you all to read (and maybe more silly photos of me snuggled in my leopard print bathrobe)!
*=Dog is one of my terms for diety, the divine presence.