Showing posts with label surgery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surgery. Show all posts
Monday, August 7, 2017
Wednesday, July 26, 2017
Monday, July 24, 2017
072417
First post-op Dr visit. will be good to get out of the house. probably change my mind about that when I hit the humidity. seems like the groups I am involved with are as inactive as I have been.
one by one
kerfuffles mumble away
nothing to say
Sunday, July 23, 2017
Friday, July 21, 2017
072117
I have spent most of the week in bed, getting no exercise, so naturally, after staying awake past midnight, I was wide awake at 5 am, anaerobically exercising my arms. argh!
breathing easily
after waking too early
I should be grateful
Wednesday, July 19, 2017
071917
Night b4 last, when I put on my Bipap mask, my lungs were flooded with the sweet air I'd been needing. yesterday morning was almost like going back into a swamp. but last night, I only felt a bit better, and now, only a bit worse. I am getting stronger.
across the room
purple glads leap
from the vase
Monday, July 17, 2017
071717
It's Aliiiiiiiive!!! At least, I fake it fairly well.
in bed past noon
resting for the day
world spins; I ride
Sunday, July 16, 2017
071617
Home after a week in the hospital, starting slow recovery.
type sentence
rest
maybe a sip of water
rest
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
071117b
surgery done; ICU but feeling good. sposed to go home Thu. drinking bad coffee to stay warm.
boring chicken soup
fantasizing about
Tom Kha Kai
071117
As you read this, I am (hopefully) recovering from relatively minor surgery. I don't know if I will be able to post to this blog today, so I am writing this ahead of time. As I write this, millions of Americans are facing a slow death in poverty at the hands of people that some of the voters voted for. Maybe we should all start rereading the diary of Anne Frank. Or, you know, Capt. America comics.
Monday, July 10, 2017
071017b
writing ahead
a day of evisceration
and enervation
as the day closes in
worry rises
under the robot
knife all morning
fingers crossed
but today we feast
under a molten sun
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