Friday, April 19, 2013

Jen Breaks the Radio Silence

Due to the recent radio silence, it may seem like not a lot is going on over on Portland, Oregon's NE 22nd Avenue.  All in all - there is progress.  It's slow, but seemingly steady.  At last week's appointment with Dr. Whiteford, I had the last of my three post-surgery drains yanked out of my body (and I do mean yanked - it was gross and uncomfortable).  Since then, I have been enjoying the freedom on having one less thing poking out of my body, one less thing to manage and navigate; I have also been amazed at how sore those drain sites are.  However, they are scabbing over, healing, and slowly (oh, so seemingly slowly) my body does what bodies want to do...it heals.  I feed it, water it, rest it, and walk it...and in exchange, I have to trust it is doing its part to further this healing cause.

Lest you think there is nothing happening over here, I will share that there has been a lot of this ridiculousness:


There have been cozy naps in the Barcalounger.  Oona agrees that naps are just what the doctor ordered, and takes every opportunity to join me, preferably in as close proximity as possible, and under the covers, if permitted:


There have been daily walks at a somewhat geriatric pace - sometimes with this kind of gorgeous sun, sky, and puffy clouds:


Other times, on days like today, in the more traditional spring-grey of Oregon, we still get the gorgeous, ever emerging display of flowers in the spring gardens throughout our neighborhood.  Today was a banner day for walking - Tony dragged me along for a whopping 1.9 miles - which is the farthest I've walked since before unexpected surgery #2.  We also happened upon someone's semi-blooming lilac bush, which we may have pinched a few blooms from...said blooms may be currently filling the living room with the scent of spring as I write.

Tony has been super busy with work and other endeavors and laments that he hasn't made a blog-post in so long. I am often (but not always) experiencing the various challenges of post-surgery, but one of my biggest motivations for finally getting in front of the computer to post is to thank---all of you, for being so amazing in your love and support during this really difficult time. It has made all the difference...really, you can't imagine.

1 comment:

  1. Good to hear the silence broken Jenn.
    Keep plodding along and before you know it the geriatric pace will fall behind and the Jenniatric pace will prevail again.
    Love to you and Tony.
    Leslie and Duri

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