Although, about Thursday evening, I might have asked for someone to at least check my pulse.
Actually, what was greatly exaggerated were reports of my recovery after surgery. After an initial, but brief, surge of energy and enthusiasm, I once again was faced with an extreme lack of energy, an overwhelming amount of work to do, and a body that couldn’t live up to what my brain conceived as possible.
For once in my life, I have decided to listen to the body that screams “Stop”. Fortunately, I have assistants at work who won’t let me lift anything heavier than a soup spoon, who anticipate my needs taking care of things as they did while I was on sick leave, and who send me home early. I have students who remind me to sit instead of pacing in front of the classroom, and a husband who shoulders the responsibilities of caring for a mouthy, non-compliant patient at home. I am resting whenever possible.
I am taking another week or two to recover and regroup. I will be back soon to continue the “Deadly Sins” series and regular posting. I hope that you will all come back.