From My Mind to....

I Must Have Missed That Part

Two days ago, my surgeon lifted my surgical recovery restrictions ... officially, that is. Yesterday, being my first full day of freedom, I embraced the lifting fully. After all it's been six weeks--forty-two days. He DID say six to eight months for full recovery. I guess I overlooked that part.

I returned to all the things I used to do. My wife wanted to use the hot tub, so I removed the top and replaced it when she was finished as before. Helping to clean up the kitchen after dinner, I put away the air fryer, which must weight 25 lbs. I cleaned the riding mower deck (we do have a chain lift to help raise the front end), and I raised my walking distance from a mile to a mile and a half. A pretty normal day for me in the past.

I woke up this morning ... pretty sore. I decided to use the hot tub for these tired muscles. Even showering today was a real chore. You really take using your arms for granted. Yep, today is a television day.

Query:  How many reading this blog have had a situation whereby physical restrictions were placed on you for a period of time. and when they were lifted, throw caution to the wind and jump fully into everyday doings?