I’m still here, folks! This recovery period from hip replacement surgery has been a little challenging, but I hope to be in good shape at the end of this adventure. Don’t let anybody tell you how easy a hip replacement recovery is, though, because it isn’t for even the healthiest and everybody is different with a different recovery period.
Every morning I find Perry’s squid placed carefully where my back lies on the couch. If he’s worried, he drops it in my lap.
I have bought a lot of medical items on Amazon, only to end up with a tub of returns. Velcro shorts and underwear, compression stockings that were the wrong something or other, rubber gloves for the compression stockings that the Gardener won’t use, and so on.
The journal Waffle Fried published a flash story of mine that is close to my childhood memories. By that I mean that while the story is fiction, the emotions, sensory details, places, and characters are true to my childhood.
https://wafflefried.com/sumac/
I am wondering if these elements are only true to my experience or if they ring any bells for you.
Leaving you with a little poem:
pain pulses through me
the pills can’t work fast enough
Perry lies next me
all is well
Throughout all this the past few weeks, I’ve missed you all!