Sunday Morning

I am supposed to have my head elevated 30° while in bed, and the drains come out the left side (my preferred side to sleep on) and I was struggling to find a position conducive to both healing and sleep.  Yesterday afternoon, Kevin suggested that I sleep in the recliner.  I've taken many weekend naps there, so I know it was possible and said I'd give it a try.

This also put Kevin in our bed, instead of the guest bed, and it put his mom Linda in the guest bed, instead of on the couch.   I slept amazingly well.  I woke up for a restroom trip around 2, but went right back to sleep with no problems, discomfort, or medication.

This morning I took the prescribed medication and passed out for a couple of hours.  I think it's time to try cutting the Percoset  in half again.  LOL  A coma was NOT the plan.  After I woke up, Grammy (Linda) made a bacon, egg, and cheese croissant. I have to say that the service in this establishment is ★★★★★.  I highly recommend it if you find yourself in town post-mastectomy.

I'm ready to settle in and watch the NASCAR festivities, knowing that many of my friends are right there at Kansas Speedway.  I'll see if I can spot them.  If not, maybe I'll lie and say I did.  :)