Today I feel basically fully recovered from my surgery. I’m not even taking Tylenol. My mom is telling me I’m not recovered though and I still need to take it easy. I know I haven’t really left my house much so I haven’t done much to be worn out. Today I feel fine though. Both physically and mentally. I know it comes and goes though and last night wasn’t the greatest physically or mental health wise and my mom had to help me with some stuff.

It’s funny that my mom is taking this so much more seriously then I am. Usually she just thinks I’m over exaggerating my pain and symptoms. But it’s kinda the opposite now and she’s being really serious and strict over this while I’m kind of not.

But today I’m doing well. I’m waiting on a package and I don’t have any real plans except to listen to my podcast called Race Chasers or maybe watch some TV.

Edit: And I spoke too soon. I had to get the package inside the house which wasn’t heavy but it was awkward especially with trying to keep the screen door open. So I had the box pressed to my stomach for a few seconds. So I probably should have asked for help.

Also I’ve been getting in and out of bed a lot and moving around

But I have noticed a difference overall in my mental health in a good way since the surgery.