Back home again, things seem pretty stable, and I am spending my waking hours in recuperation. I have to admit, nearly two weeks in the hospital along with open heart surgery has whupped me good. I am not "sick" per se, but many things are tiring. Showers take a while, walking feels great but then takes some time to recover, and beyond that is terra incognita. I am told this is absolutely normal and par for the course, and when I think over the last two weeks, I am actually making good progress, all things considered.
I promised a photo today of the scar on my chest, and here it is in all its glory:
Tomorrow I'll post some information about my hospital playlist which was created during some strange late night music binges which I did not expect. If I had had a fever, I might have named it "fever dreams." But I found some great music that I had never heard before and I'll share that tomorrow. See you then --