14 April 2022
Four Thursdays ago, a jittery, apprehensive bunny was wheeled into the operating theatre for her total hysterectomy. Later, in the evening, I was safely returned to my hospital room, in pain and in cold. The former was soon alleviated by means of a portable painkiller dispenser. As for the latter, an angel found my socks and helped me put them on.
This angel and I have shared 33 years of friendship. We've argued and made up, we've gone through thick and thin, we've attended each other's weddings (I was even her bridesmaid), we've gone on a memorable trip to Melbourne together (and Santorini's on the cards for our 50th birthday)...she is truly one of God's greatest blessings to me.
With Angeline (the Angel I was referring to) at Great Ocean Road
Four Thursdays later, I am almost fully recovered. Apart from the occasional light-headedness, I have no other complaints. I have resumed most of my normal routines, including cooking. I will resume driving this weekend (no choice as I have to return to work next week). Hubby just reminded me over dinner that I am still to steer clear of lifting heavy things, especially when I go back to work.
One of my usual activities that I miss is my exercise regime. As much as I miss it, I know it's too soon to resume working out on my crosstrainer, dancing zumba, lifting weights or even doing some of the torso-stretching yoga poses. Ah, perhaps tomorrow during my follow-up, Dr. Chuah can give me an indicator when it's safe to do all that again.
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