Nuts and Bolts

A week!  Its been a week since surgery, amazing right?  I know it's been that long because the felt on my back brace is covered with cat and dog hair.  Now, our house verges on freakishly clean thanks to the vigilance of my hubby, but pet hair is a losing battle.  They should be all be bald by now.  I am sad that there is a lack of horse hair, but I just don't feel like I can make it out to their field so I just watch them from the window.  They don't seem to miss me too much, so that's good?  

Em and T are heading back home and we will miss them, but we kept them longer than they expected and they were finally able to escape.  Initially the plan was for Em to stay for a couple of weeks, instead she got to go through me screeching in pain, Valium soaked (and saying things like "I've only taken 7, right? I can take more." It really did not help with the pain), moving into the recliner, falling down, MRIs and doctor appointments, surgery number 2, and hospital stay.  It easily compared to a trip to....Minot, ND.  Well, maybe not as bad as that....

So, overall I am feeling much better.  I have my walker and so I walker about. My outside left leg and foot muscles are still partially, what is the word?...numb, paralyzed, useless, non-working, I guess any of those work, from the initial "event" so I work on Walker Yoga to strengthen that leg.  Yes, I will be making a video, it's only 3 easy payments of 10.99 plus shipping and handling if you order in the next 60 seconds!  Order Now!   

But really, I am standing straight now, I'm not limping, no muscle spasms or extreme pain, and I feel optimistic. I will wait until a month is up before I shout that from the rooftops seeing as I felt damn good after the first surgery until the thing went to hell.  My sense of taste and smell is still messed up but I'm sure that must be medication related.  All the foods and beverages I really love are currently inedible.  For example, yesterday I just wanted a glass of wine.  So, wine is horrid, so I gave it to hubby and got a beer, even worse, gave it to hubby, Grand Marnier (come on, that's as orangey sweet as a liqueur gets), tasted like gasoline, so to hubby.  I was sad and he looked a bit green.  I guess coffee, water, and juice will have to do for now. 

So for fun, let's look at the nuts and bolts!  Yes, we snapped these from a really old cell phone (no iPhones here folks) in a hospital room, off of a computer screen, this isn't National Geographics, lower 

your standards.

Fun right!