URGH! So it's 15 days after surgery and I have torn my incision. It's not that big of a deal and almost expected to happen. BUT - it's an indication that I have not been taking it easy. It's not in my nature to take it easy.... I operate in the realm of "get it done" and "urgh I'll do it myself". So while I was walking around all this week excited that I was able to get around, go to work, type out my interviews and manage a new employee, I should have been "taking it easy". What does that even mean... If I were to do only the things that do not require my pectoral muscles or cause my new fabulous "D" breast to move... I would be limited to just sleeping and short walks around my room. I have a hard enough time just brushing my teeth and putting on lotion. Whatever it means I am doing it this weekend and will report back at how miserable it was to sit around and do NOTHING
Update: It was FAB! - I was like a shut-in all weekend. I clocked at least 30 hours of television watching and caught up on a few movies.
See. Tagging out of life for a couple of days is awesome. Some of my best days have been when I had a cold or a flu and stayed in bed for days. It was torture, the illness was torture, but the rest and the channel surfing was bliss. If you get a chance to rest this weekend or during the hiatus, I recommend the following Christmas triple play: "It's a Wonderful Life," "The Ref" and "Funny Farm." The first one is just the greatest Christmas movie of all time. The second is hilarious and bitter and I don't know why more people don't know about it. The last isn't a Christmas movie, but the last third of the film is set at Christmas and it's crazy. In fact, I'm Netflixing them right now so I can watch the triple play.
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