My surgery was last September. Not that long ago in the scheme of things. And I had weeks and weeks away from work -- the longest time I've had off since I was 17. Yet I remember little of it. I remember just about every moment in the hospital, but little after I got home. Isn't that odd?Fortunately I mused about it all. And Blogger has kept it organized and easy to find, as though it was just waiting for me to return to those September and October entries.
