Check out the bruise I have on my arm. It was totally black the first day I was home. This actually looks good. I felt like a pincushion in the hospital.
N and I ventured out at lunch time to see if I could drive or not. I have one area that's still pretty painful; luckily we weren't going very far. I was hoping it would be easier than it was. I was exhausted when we got home. It's funny how little things that you do every day can be so tiring when you're not at your best.
N is spending the next few days at my mom's. I'll miss his company. Plus, he's been a really big help since I can't move around easily yet.
Tomorrow I see the surgeon for a post-op checkup.