Another one bites the dust.

Another weekend past. I'd like another few days, please.

I haven't given you an update on my surgery recovery in a while, so here's the deal... The wound tunnel stalled in healing for several weeks, so I sought a second opinion with a surgeon. My doctor had thought it might need to be stitched up, but luckily that wasn't the case. The surgeon instructed me on a new way of packing the wound with different material and it's made a difference. It's down from 4 to 4-1/2 cm to about 2 cm.

With the new way of caring for the wound I haven't had any pain, either during packing or at any other time, which has been great. And yesterday the recliner left the family room! Woo-hoo!

On Saturday we went to my brother's in Chicago to hang out for the day with my mom, and my other brother and his three (soon to be four!) boys. Including N., there were five boys running around! Someone (not me) needs to have a little girl sometime soon, I think. We ate, we talked, we laughed, and had a good time.

By the time we got home I was exhausted. I think with feeling so much better this past week I may have been overdoing it. (Yes, Mom, I think I did overdo it this week, even though I wouldn't admit it before. I am your daughter after all!)

That night I was sleeping on the couch at 7 p.m. while watching Goosebumps with N., then finally gave up and went to bed 8 p.m. and slept for 10 hours. Yesterday the most strenuous thing I did was put Tomato Pesto Soup in the slow cooker (this recipe is very similar to the one I used). The rest of my day was spent relaxing: watching some taped television shows, doing a little bit of this and that around the house, a tiny bit of beading, catching up on blog reading, and reading Shannon Hale's latest young adult book, Book of a Thousand Days. And I slept for 10 hours again last night!

The beaded bag is one made by my youngest brother's mother-in-law. I received it for a baby shower gift. N.'s nursery was decorated with bumble bees.