Today I love drifting through my day. I love that my day may have started with a trip to day-surgery, but I was the first one into the theater and, though I don’t remember getting dressed or how I got downstairs and outside, I had a lovely walk home and did indeed have my clothes on for that. I love that the fresh air revived me and the walk home was spectacularly invigorating. I love that it is 5000 steps from the hospital to my home, that’s a good walk. I love that I have errands to run and now that my day-surgery appointment is over I’m no longer in isolation and can go out and get groceries using social distancing and my mask, when I’m feeling safe enough to drive. I love that bits of my morning are coming back to me slowly, the button in the elevator that I pushed, knowing the anesthesiologist, saying hi to my surgeon, though that was the last thing I remember from before I went under. I love that I feel no wooziness from the snow job they gave me and I really love that my day surgery was not technically surgery, but a simple upper GI scope and a biopsy. I love that I am joyously ignorant of any findings that I may or may not have been told about. I also love that I am happily ignorant about any stupid things I may or may not have said.
Today I love that yesterday I fell in love with my new kitchen a little bit more when I realized how comfortable I am cooking in it. I love that I am sitting writing at the island right now. I love that I have plans for supper whirling around in my head as I type and they might end up happening in the oven, or they may end up on the grill on the cook top. I love that I will be making stock in a little while. I love how cooking as an adventure is returning to my life, let’s explore, ‘kay?
Today I love taking it easy for a while so as to recover, even though I feel fine. I love that I am thinking that today I’ll take care of a bunch of little things that have been annoying me lately. I love that I am hoping they will cumulatively make me feel like I have gotten things done on a day that I had written off for recovery. I love that I feel recovered most of the time but that when I think I’d like to sit down and relax my mind says, “Well, you did just have a medical procedure done. Maybe that’s a good idea.” I love the way my mind works.
Today I love sipping coffee at Kelly’s Island while I contemplate groceries I need and thinks I want to cook and stuff I want to get done and how much relaxing I can get done in between all that stuff.