I'm Alive.
I have been home for a little more than a month and a bit over six weeks since my Aortic surgery. I was just putting on some face cream, noticing the smell of it and then I started to cry. I am starting to notice thing aside from my pain and my body. I can't think of my direct surgery, hospital stay or the week or so I was home from the hospital so I thing I will continue this blog sort of in parts.
Today was a good day. My good friend Marcy, sister from another mister, came over and brought me Pasta and veggies. It was so good and I ate plenty. My taste buds have been off because of medication but it is ever so slowly coming back to life. I feel I am coming back to life too. Marcy was just saying recovery is not just to body healing but the spirit alinging with the soul and body again.
Wow is she right on. I was crying because I was happy to be alive. This feeling is good. I feel pretty good.
