I mean, what else am I gonna do right now besides binge watch shows and crochet all day.
Not being able to do what I normally do on a daily basis is kind of driving me nuts. (And at the same time, I know I should milk the crap out of this forced rest thing).
It’s nearing the 48 hour mark since the slice, and I’m not feeling too bad. I’m sure it’s the meds of course. I was finally able to get up from the couch myself, make a quick bite, and walk around a little longer. Still easily tired though, and a bit swollen. It’s gonna be sweatpants for at least a few more days…
…..and a lot of netflix and chill.