Week one...check.

Week one post surgery down. And, I'm losing the mental battle.

I have spent much of the past two weeks since my fall knocked out and in a haze due to the pain medication. Which was frustrating. So, once the pain diminished, I decided to try it out without the pain meds. I haven't taken anything since Friday morning, and I was definitely more alert over the weekend (which was nice so that I could actually spend some time with K). But, it's also made me aware of just how uncomfortable I am. So, now I'm thinking that being knocked out and oblivious might be the better way to go (if it wasn't for the whole constipation thing that goes along with narcotics). I stayed pretty doped up in the immediate days after surgery last week which was a necessity at that point, but the acute pain really subsided by last Thursday. So, I wouldn't say that I'm in pain per se at this point, just a lot of discomfort. I am in a bulky Jones splint, which is quite bulky and heavy as the name implies. I just can't get in a comfortable position for any length of time. My world for the past two weeks has essentially been confined to our couch for nearly 24 hours a day with a few excursions to the bathroom. I tried to sleep in our bed a couple of nights toward the end of last week, but I concluded that I sleep a bit better on the couch because I feel more supported. It did make me realize though just how much I haven't had any real physical contact with K since this happened - no snuggling on the couch while watching tv, holding hands while walking around, or sleeping next to each other - and just how much I need this. Sigh.

So, I'm pretty miserable. And, so, so bored. With several more weeks of this to come.

On a positive note, we are under contract to buy a house! So, we are officially moving to the 'burbs. The house is a 3 bedroom, 2 1/2 bath two-story in SW Austin. K has done a great job taking care of everything to get this done. Barring any complications, we'll close at the beginning of March, just a few days before my target weight-bearing date. Obviously, I will be limited in what I can do in terms of packing and other preparation before then. So, we'll probably have to do more of that once I'm off the crutches in March. Finally, a bit of much needed good news.