Yesterday was my first day without a fever in awhile.
My breathing is so much easier now, like a weight is lifting on my chest.
My boy child argues that 'almost' should not be a word.
Everything is black or white to him.
Either you are or you're not.
To him, I will say I'm not back to normal.
I still get tired walking around.
Today will be my last day of being one with the couch.
So many things are getting added to my To Do list and I can't wait to jump in.
But I am following my doctor's orders (albeit partially. someone needed to drive the kids to karate) of one week of bed rest and today is the last day.
And because I have a hard time posting without a picture, here is one from last week. CT scans (at least at this office) are no longer tunnels, but basically a doughnut standing on its side. My head was out through the hole of the doughnut before my chest even started passing through.
Tomorrow, I plan to be back on the torch. Cleaning a boat load of beads. And tackling laundry. I can't wait!





