5 months on

Claudia and i were re-living some of the immediate post-op moments last night, over pizza in our fab newly opened local.
While she has a fantastic memory for the details of what happened in the day or 2 after the operation, i have only vague recollections.
Maybe its my subconscious suppressing that nightmare time. Maybe it was morphine saturation.

Well, 5 months on and the Beau's Lines - nail furrows - caused by the trauma of the operation have grown out. Look at this google link to see examples. Mmmmm!

As far as eating is concerned, my 6 mini-meals-a-day schedule has become a bit blurred. I now mostly fit in with the 3 main mealtimes at home with a fair amount of grazing in-between.

I always hoped that Christmas time would be a recovery threshold and it looks like it will be. Happy days!