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Recovery continued

I had a dream last night that I went for a little run. The other part of the dream was that I was in some kind of prison or camp or dorms. One of my cell/room-mates was an old friend from college I haven’t seen in many years.

Other than the fact that I’m itching to go for a run, I wonder what the dream means. On the other hand, maybe that’s all it means.

Recovery is going well. The staples came out on Tuesday. They came out really quickly and mostly painlessly. I wish I’d taken a picture of the collection of the removed staples in the little basket. Or a video of the doctor removing them. Not having 24 little metal pieces sticking out of my back is a huge relief. But I’m certainly not “back” yet. The doctors said I can do some light hiking now, can probably swim in a week and then, well, then we’ll see about anything else.

I’m sorta getting used to sleeping in, sitting on the couch, watching TV and eating whatever I want. Hopefully not too used to it though…