New Moon Rising

I  am fine. The Seester reminded me to blog yesterday. I thought i had blogged this weekend. But I was wrong.

I had the surgery on Friday and it went well.I was out of my my head, I guess. The Percocet  helped the pain, but I was out of my tree. I was slurring at times, I was told. 

And the dreams. Those godless nightmares. I dreamt I chopped Mully the cat into little pieces with a machete. I was so relieved when I woke up and he was sleeping on my head.

Then I worked from home on Mon. and today. Mañana I go back to work. I am quite sore, but it's more discomfort than pain. My gut is swollen like a bratwurst, but that'll start to go down with a steady diet of ibuprofen and Benadryl. And now, I must join the Sleepers.