On my chart of activities I can do and time after discharge, it says, routine household chores with exception of scrubbing floors (like that was going to happen anyway ~ lol), 1 to 2 days. But, dental work, 6 weeks. Yay!!!
I feel ashamed to complain about any of this. After all, many, many people are going through much more serious health issues. The trips this requires brings me more angst than anything else. I'm not used to so much traffic and the hustle and bustle of the city. Here on the farm we have fire ants which push up mounds of dirt, and when one steps on/kicks the mound, the ants come swarming out in all directions. When we are in heavy traffic, I say to the farmer, "Someone kicked the ant hill!"
Yesterday was a gloomy, rainy day, and although I usually like such days, I could find nothing to spend my time doing. I've just about given up sewing until I can see better; ripping out isn't my favorite thing to do. I can see well enough to crochet, so I'm glad there's a good supply of yarn on hand. And I can still follow the lines to do paper piecing, but the ink in the copy machine ran out so I couldn't print off more papers.
So, today I cut out an apron to have ready when the time comes.
The kitchen island makes a perfect cutting surface.
I've used this pattern several times for making both misses and child aprons. And like it says, it's so easy.
Patience ~ that's what I need!