Dying to Heal

Day 2 of healing.
It is worse than yesterday.
Standing up from the couch is a killer.
I have felt that horrible pain down my leg a few times.
Dr. Awesome said that would happen.
I am praying that today is the worst of it.
I want to be better.
I am trying to be patient.
Trying to ignore all the toys on the floor.
Can't bend to pick them up.
My hair is so gross.
My almost sister nurse is coming over in the morning.
She will change my dressing.
She will look to see if there is any redness or hot spots.
She is also going to wash my hair for me.
I hate depending on people for stuff like that.
But I guess I just need to let it go.
The DiSH took Little Man to the grocery store.
He's going to put chicken in the crock pot for supper.
He is also going next week, for 4 days to a PAID training for the US Census.
We will find out soon after, if he got the job.
At least the training is paid.
I'm praying and feeling peace about the fact that maybe on the first day that I finally feel "normal" again, is the day he will get a permanent job.
I know God works in amazing ways, and HE knows that timing is crucial.
So I want to heal well, so he can go to work!
It's mild here today.
No snow like southern new england got.
they got 12+ inches.
I'm glad we didn't.
Although its very brown out.
Okay, time for meds again.
And a nap.