Recuperation is an odd process.
Everyone tells you, “be kind to yourself,” or “don’t you worry about a thing,” and rush around trying to keep everything and everyone happy and healthy and calm but, and this is the hugest flaw as far as I’m concerned, you’re so busy healing that you don’t actually enjoy the taking-things-easy bit. What a rip off!
It’s now been eight days since the procedure to remove a SCC from my right ear and, now I can once again sleep on my preferred right side, I’m feeling fine; hopefully the blighter has now gone for good.
All done under local anesthetic with dissolving stitches and a pretty little graft, the whole deal, although scary in contemplation, turned out to be very low key. Very little was required from me save a little bravery regarding injections and remembering to not talk too much. To be fair, they were a chatty bunch and I didn’t have the benefit of being able to see or feel when things were at the I-just-need-a-little-hush stage being numb of ear and arm with one of those blue clothe thingies a’la Grey’s Anatomy et al covering my face. At the end of the day, I opted to implement a only-speak-when-spoken-to attitude, enjoyed their chosen Spotify playlist (which, I agree, was bangin‘) and let them get on with their grisly job of removing something nasty from my ear and replacing it with a bit of my arm.
The lead up to the big day is now all a blur of what-ifs and whys but I know I enjoyed witnessing the big-kid lambs, recently removed from their mother’s loving care, finally deciding they were now a flock in their own right
and felt that heady mix of joy and pride as The Engineer turned the collection of horseshoes discarded by the previous Homestead occupant and a collection of gleaned “resources” into a very cool hayfeeder for the back paddock.
I was even able to venture out the day after surgery, bandage obscured under hat, to clap madly and perhaps shed a little tear as Farm Girl received official recognition of her wonderful NCEA results.
But I also spent a lot of time sleeping and feeling a little sorry for myself; just because they’d tricked my body into not feeling anything didn’t stop my brain from registering the invasion.
But on Monday I needed to be back on deck, and very willingly so, as the real world caught up and The Bean Counter was heading over-the-ditch to a conference on The Gold Coast.
Interestingly, whilst the conference location is one known for it’s theme parks, glimmer and glitz he spent his time being talked at and (utter shock!) didn’t get even one rollercoaster ride.
Which just goes to show that conferencing, like convalescing, is no holiday.
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I’m glad the procedure went well and that you’re healing properly. Take care.
Thank you! The powers that be seem happy with it all. I’m kind of focussed on the report telling me it’s all clear.
Glad the ear (and arm) are healing up. Massive congrats to FG! Achieving all that AND eye surgery. And I love the hayrack. Form and Function in one gizmo, I feel sure it should be a permaculture principle. Pro tip that the Engineer might not thank me for…welding gloves are fantastic for hacking at brambles. My son-in-law uses them all the time.
She’s very protective of her protective wear but (full disclosure) I had to crop that she was wearing her crocs out of the picture😂
lol…I shouldn’t really laugh though – honestly, a slip of the torch and those crocs would be pretty toasty….speaking of, when His Nibs needed footwear to begin learning to walk again after the broken hip, Daughter #1 got him a pair of crocs – the sore side didn’t fit because of swelling, so she used my BEST and most FAVOURITE soup pot to boil the croc so she could stretch it. It worked, lucky for her, or I might have had to throw a fit….and the good news is, that he can wear normal shoes again now, though walking is still something of a work in progress.
Hooray that shoes once again fit; the crocs and the quality of soup pot obviously played a huge part😁 Good luck with the walking. I’m not even addressing the potentially toasty crocs….honestly🤪
No holiday at all. But glad to read all is going well. And yay for Farm Girl! Make that a double yay!
Definitely a double yay achievement😁
I am so pleased the operation was a success and that you have been good and been resting :D Congratulations to Farm Girl! She has done so well. And, well done to The Engineer too, on such an arty and useful piece of recycling. Poor Bean Counter; missing out on the fun. 😉
He took it rather badly…it sounds like it was a pretty dull time all in all 😊
Oh, bless him! Such a wasted opportunity through no fault of his own 🙂
There didn’t seem to be any real off-campus outings apart from a meal at Burleigh Heads – he enjoyed seeing the beach at least 😊 Yes, it was great the procedure was just under local…there’s nothing like your own bed!