Thank you so much to everyone who has sent good wishes regarding my surgery. As far as the after effects of the surgery itself, the second time around has been so much better. The first time I felt like I was hit by a very large truck. This time it’s more like a small car, maybe even a fast bicycle.
After my last experience, I’m hesitant to declare victory after only three weeks. But I do feel that I have a chance of getting what I told my nurse practitioner I wanted when I sat crying in her office last spring—my life back. But it will be my life on different terms. Putting my work before my body and ignoring signs got me in trouble. However euphoric and engaging that was, I can no longer work the long hours that I did as obsessively as I did. I’m trying to see this new relationship with time as an opportunity and a gift. I look forward to what comes next and sharing it with you.
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