I’m at the nine day mark post-surgery and I just can’t anymore. I just can’t sit anymore. I’m fresh out of the will to sit and lie down. I’m just down. For the past nine days I was doing a fairly good job of keeping my head up, reminding myself that lying down was not the rest of my life, but at nine days (out of ~14) I feel exhausted by my own thoughts of positivity.
You wanna know what day nine feels like? It feels like running a half-marathon and getting to mile nine and realizing that you’re really close to mile 10, but really far from 13.2. Yes, you’re on the other side of the half-way mark, but you’re just not done yet.
That’s what this feels like. And so, I lie down… again. Man am I antsy!