I thought I was clear.....

Sunday.  48 hours after surgery.  I was alone as my caretaker had to attend to family matters.  Just how many movies can a person watch???  I was sooooo bored and feeling really pretty good.   All that rest left me pretty antsy.  What to do when you're bored - get at those little jobs that have been nagging at you!  That isn't really "work", is it?  I mean, I was supposed to take it easy, so putting away some laundry and straightening out my dresser seemed pretty safe.  Then off to the supermarket to just pick up a couple of things.  It was more for the fresh air than anything else.  But when I went outside there were all these leaves that had fallen in the last couple of days.  It was such a beautiful sunny day that I thought I could just rake up a few of them.  Just enough leaves for one large bag.  That's not a lot.  Besides, I was all bundled up just like you're supposed to be. The sun was shining.  I was active.  Life was good.  Continued on to the supermarket and picked up a big fruit tray and some small items.  Still felt good.  Had a pleasant evening.  Ate leftover soft mushy stuff and generally figured I was "on the mend".

I woke up on Monday morning to a whole new me.  I'll tell you about that tomorrow !