My Mom called me last evening around 5 pm. She said , "Well around this time a month ago we were celebrating you just FINALLY getting out of recovery and into your room and that you were able to move your arm." Alot has changed! That was a scary day, surgery went twice as long as it should have. There were scary complications, including paralysis of my right leg. I stayed in the hospital 4 days longer than they originally thought I would. I couldn't swallow - even water. I couldn't talk. Fluid in my lungs. But I could move my arm!!
All is good now. My voice is still a little tweaky but you would only know if you heard me sing. Thankfully, that's not what I do for a living. So only my family gets the brunt of that!
)( My leg is completely recovered. My swallowing only gets caught up on stuff like bread, potatoes, stringy meats. AND I can still move my arm!
So for those still in the first few days of recovery or coming up to...good things are ahead. Patience and walking, patience and walking. Oh and did I mention walking?