I had surgery last week.
I won’t discuss the details here – I’ll only say that it was necessary, that it is done and I am now on the slow road to recovery.
So that’s why I’ve been quiet on the blog front, so to speak. Why I’ve not been able to respond and comment as much as usual. Though I am catching up on my reading and trashy TV, two of the joys of convalescence.
And I am grateful. That I was able to have the surgery when it needed to be done. For the love and support of family and friends. And for the fact that I’ve made it through to the other side.
For I was worried that I might come back from this surgery changed. That when they put the needle in my hand and sent me to that dark place without dreams, I could have lost the thread that spins out stories. An absolutely unfounded concern, as it turns out, but nonetheless part of my pre-op nerves.
Because the words are coming back. Normal blogging services to resume shortly 🙂