I am doing fine. PT three times a week, using a walker, being waited on, managing medications. None of it very interesting, frankly. Tomorrow will be the one-week marker. I hope to get back to the studio soon; I've almost finished the two pieces for OURstory and as soon as I can stand at the table for a while I'll get them done and photographed.
I am reflecting a bit on the mysteries of waking and sleeping. I don't remember going under the anesthetic, but do remember the coming out sequence. And each time I wake from a nap (as I'm using pain meds) I have this lovely, bright awakening. The wonder and comfort of it. I think I'll explore that for a while.