May 27, week one

 I was every bit as incapacitated as I was after my last hip replacement.   I couldn't see, which made it almost worse.  The swelling and bruising was horrendous.  If I took the ice bag off of my face for even a short time my eye would just swell closed.   I couldn't really even sit up because my face would throb.  I mostly had to remain horizontal holding on to a bag of ice.

And it looked like this...

The whole center of my face was swollen and sore, even on the other side of it all...as if that untouched side was in sympathy with the injured part.    I did not recognize the person in the mirror.  That is someone else, not me!  What a freekin nightmare.   The pain.  Oh the pain...

I was not oblivious anymore, my head had been firmly yanked from the sand.