I’m happy to report (as I should have done sooner) that my surgery a couple of weeks ago went well, with no surprises, dramas, or complications. Discomfort has been more of a problem than pain, but the biggest issue has been an inability to get a decent night’s sleep—which over a couple of nights wouldn’t be so bad, but which over a couple of weeks makes it difficult to function in the world.
I’m not dead yet; I’m just too pooped out to party.
In the meantime, while I work on becoming a fully conscious member of society again, please join me in a spoonful of Lucy:
Many thanks for the well wishes.
xoxo
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Damn, I got to get me some of that stuff.