Home Sweet Home

I am back home after surgery... What an experience....

It is early morning. Monday. The metro is moving and i am inside. Too early for me to worry about hospitals but the mind knows no limits.

There are lights running in front of my eyes. No, they do not. I am lying on a stretcher, moving fast towards the operation room. I wake up moving again to the room...

The pain is there. It is no big deal, but it is constant, reminding me of my current condition in the most persuasive way. I want to move, i can't. I want to stand up, i can't. I start to get nervous and anxious : not used to stay passive for so long...

It is Tuesday. I feel i will never manage to gte up rom the bed without falling or getting dizzy. At last i do. It is awesome. Gte packed and ready to go.

Well, 2 weeks at home online is probably the best medicine for my condition !

I just need to be careful with movements, ouch !