still among the living

Firstly, thanks for all the very kind notes! Second, I apologize in advance for any weird typos. I’m using the netbook which is cute and handy (and very very light; the main consideration here) but it has a tricky mousepad and the keyboard leaves a lot to be desired too, AND the cursor jumps around to random places on the screen when I type, which is quite annoying. So I make a lot of typos while on it. My beloved laptop is heavy enough that I think I need to avoid it for a few more days. And Baker B is on his desktop. And I’d rather lounge on the couch while typing anyhow.

All that to say that I survived, and I’m doing fine. I am tiiiiiiired, I think that’s the biggest problem at the moment. Totally 0 energy. Which is ok, as I am under severe orders to do absolutely nothing. So no problem just taking a nap. Or five. Today Baker B and I did go to Blowing Rock and walk around town a bit, which was very nice. Especially since it was around 50 (heat-wave weather for here these days) and not snowing. I’ve been walking around the house quite a bit too, although we have such a small house that "walking around the house" consists of about fifteen steps. So I’ve been walking around and around.

The hospital stay was spent mostly passed out – thank you, pain IVs!– except for when they woke me up every. single. hour. to take vital signs. Meaning poor Baker B got woken up every single hour too. I had a single room and the armchair pulled out into a little bed so he was able to stay there with me. It did seem like time was completely screwed up, since I’d wake up and it would be, oh, 8:00, and I’d think it was eight in the morning but it was actually eight at night. That happened pretty much every time I was awakened for vital signs. But no real big deal, since I just went right back to sleep. 

It has really not been as painful as you’d think — mostly I feel sore. And that’s a lot better. I do appear to be pregnant, which I was NOT expecting, and is kind of annoying since for some reason it never crossed my mind that, DUH, I might not be able to wear jeans for awhile. Did I go buy some not-unsightly stretchy waistband pants? Of course I didn’t. So I’ve got a couple of pairs of yoga pants that are very thin, and one pair of baggy sweatpants that are so high-water they’d be too short on someone half my height. And pjs of course, my daywear of choice, but eventually I do want to go back out in public with minimum embarrassment. Maybe I can wear some of my baggier jeans by then. Or it will warm up enough that I won’t freeze to death in the yoga pants. 

But if that’s my biggest complaint, I have nothing to complain about. Baker B has been a saint, waiting on me hand and foot. The cats have stuck to me like glue, especially the day I came home. They all three slept with me, and every time I got up to go to the bathroom Eddie and Cayce would come too, and follow me all over the house. Eddie is sitting here with me right this minute. They’ve been wonderful company. And now I need to get off the computer and …. sleep some more.