Though I’ve been home over a week, I haven’t worked up a lot of energy to post on this blog.
I think if you tied me to the bumper of a Volkswagen Thing and dragged me down some railroad tracks for about 30 minutes–EVERY MORNING–this is just about how I feel. I’m getting better every day, I know that.
I can hear my heart for the first time in years.
Coughing as become less an issue as the much cleared from my lungs. What a surprise, though, to sneeze. Whew, felt like I was going to blow a lung through my ribs! And laughing? Who’d a thunk it. Hurts like hell, which makes me laugh more, and finally convulse with a sideache while I clutch my heart pillow against my chest hoping it’s not going to finally explode apart…
Right now it’s simply fatigue, I think, that is my enemy. I’m trying to walk and get outside to move around, but up here in Portland that’s quite an adventure in itself. Three to four inches of icy snow. Yarks. Falling down. Bad.
Now my nose freezes in the frigid air for some reason–never happened before this surgery. And my hair seems charged with enough static to power a small factory. I think maybe it got scared. Me too.
I am tired now and haven’t really written much. I will take some more cracks in the coming days. My chest hurts as I try to hold my hands over the keyboard and I’m tired.
But I’m getting better every day.
Too many to thank right now…all the parishioners from St. Clare’s who bring dinner each day and call and visit and pray, my glass heart talisman and Stanley from Erin, hideously funny gifts in the mail from Veronique and Phillipe (there’s that laughing pain again!), a long visit with very best friends who flew all the way up here from California, a gentle hand helping me back from Communion at church last Sunday.
Thank you for your posts and comments and emails. Each encouragement and prayer adds to the others and it’s much of what I’m building my recovery upon. There are some wicked serious thoughts inside me, though, that won’t see light today.
I need to rest.
Now get back to work!
Hey big daddy. No Adventures!!! Stay in front of the fire, stay warm, continue to recover. No sneezes for you. Jenny and I are looking forward to seeing you and Judy soon. Of course that is weather-dependent, but I am sure it will be soon. Enjoy the beautiful snow from the warmth of your living room and keep getting better.
love,
pat
hey mike!
I was wondering if you could send me an address that I could mail a snail mail letter to you on for my religion class. my school email address is jechrist65@sfhs.com
hope all is well with recovery!
Love,
Jessica
Glad to see that you are home, and finally starting to recover. We all take for granted that we can hear our hearts beat, but….such an encouragement that you can…finally!
Take care of yourself & listen to my aunt!!!!
Mike
So good to see your postings again. That snow picture makes me colder then we are in CA.
Been cold here as well but no rain and no snow so I’ll take that. Had an earthquake instead and rocked and rolled !.
Glad you are slowly getting better and people have been so supportive. Keep laughing (not too much)
Miss you lots and praying for you always
Love you and Judy and Pat and Jenny and all the people who care about you.
I don’t have a Volkswagen so you are safe with me!
Hugs and kisses to my furry friends as well and if you cough up the yuck again just lay down on the floor and follow your cat’s directions!
Love
V and P
Hi Mike – Glad your beat is back. Now you can march to the beat of your own drum…..Keep marching……….later……..love sues
Mike, I am so happy that your surgery went well. I am sure that you feel like roadkill, that is normal, but knowing that doesn’t make it hurt less! Just keep plodding along, and keep us posted on your recovery. Hugs, Jan