Slight depression has definitely set in, not uncommon after surgery. I guess it's more like a melancholy mood than a depression. I don't feel sad or lonely or worthless. Just blah. Gone is the energy and stamina I had the first week home. It comes to pass, just like these tubes, bulbs, and drains and the backache and the new tummy that doesn't want to stretch out enough for me to stand up straight. The showers will come back eventually. As things progress toward normalcy, I know I will pull out of this blank mood.
The weather is so absolutely beautiful; very nice to take my daily walk in the sunshine with a slight cool breeze. Today is my 15-minute day and it was a little easier than yesterday, my 14-minute day. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a little easier and it will continue to get easier until the day I leave to meet My Honey on my 60-minute day. I no longer feel like my stomach is trying to stretch out all at once when I walk.
My left drain is leaking. I will call the office tomorrow and verify it is not something that needs immediate attention. The output is considerably less the past few days, so hopefully the drains will come out at my appointment on Wednesday.
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