Since I really don't want to wind up going down that road I am being good and not doing anything that will stress the sternum. That includes handwork.
Today I reached the half way mark of the first six weeks. While every day is a tiny bit better than before I'm a ways from the first milestone, let alone the parts that come once the bone has healed. Like breaking my ankle...once the bone was healed the real recovery had to begin. I have no illusions about being able to leap back onto the loom at six weeks, one day. I had hoped to be weaving by week eight, but that is just a hope. Reality may present something quite different.
Then there are the unexpected adverse effects...minor in the larger scheme of things, but annoying nonetheless.
Visits from friends have helped distract me from the grey dreary days and the slow ticking of the clock. I'm feeling well enough to read and today we went to a local Indy bookstore where a very generous gift certificate was waiting for me. I scored four more books to add to my reading pile. I'm hoping to feel more alert tomorrow because Dr gave permission to start reducing the beta blocker.
Currently reading The Last of the Lumbermen by Brian Fawcett. Fawcett grew up in Prince George and has used the town as a setting before. This time he called it something else but it's a pretty thin disguise. I've had some fun with it identifying some of the locations.