recovery

A good portion of my day is spent yelling at rodents.  This little bugger, fortunately rare around here is a red squirrel. Half the size but twice as annoying as the more common fox squirrel. He can not be scared

Naomi with her black and blue hair. Wish she'd go back to her natural red

glads all over  

black eyed susan and one of the many varieties of day lilies I have

Kaya at 9 weeks came home to Josh's

Naomi and I and Kaya

Northern sky the other night

dahlias darling

mish mosh in the front garden

butterfly plant

lots of hydrangea blooms this year

one of 3 hand blown sun catchers

I was dreading this surgery as I hate pain and being relatively inactive. Although I  am too afraid to hop on  the scale, my appetite has been poor so hopefully if I gain anything, it wont be much I have been able to bike 120 miles this week and today lift weights although only a small fraction of the usual workout.  Still battling the insurance company just to pay for my consultation 4 months ago. Can't wait for the big bills to come in. It is a relief not to worry about ovarian cancer though.  

I still get tired way too easily and feel foggy headed even though I haven't had narcotics in a week. Now I need to stop ibuprofen as my stomach feels all eroded. The pain is less but if I move a certain way,ouch. I drank too much wine the other night. It was if I never had it before and I ended up very ill.

Although I had some visitors, I feel sort of isolated. My nieces sent me separately much appreciated goodies.  I  have done some gardening and going through my German lessons much easier than the Dutch lessons. I've been picking my vegetables but don't have enough energy to prepare them. Hopefully this too shall pass.