8 Week Post Aortic Valve Replacement

I made it!!! Phew, fina-fucking-ly! I am so glad that I can relax a little and enjoy the rest of my recovery. Before they release you from the hospital, the physio gals scare the poop out of you, teaching you that any wrong movement of your arms before eight weeks can cause your chest wires to pop open and both halves of your sternum to shift. As a result, I've been protecting my chest like a momma bear protects her cubs.

But now, bring on the push ups and bench press.

Joking. Still, it feels nice to feel like a good portion of the major healing is complete. I am now free to do any activity that doesn't cause me pain unless told otherwise by my cardiologist. So, no lifting bags of cement.

The past two months have been pretty tough. I did a lot of my recovery at home on Vancouver Island, which was wonderful. I think there's something about the fresh air in my small home town that aids in healing. The only problem with Sooke is that you're always afraid of running into someone you know because, anytime you go out, you will surely run into someone you knew from highschool. Awkward. That's not quite as likely in New Westminster, but I did run into someone from elementary school once. Small world.

In other news, what'dya think of my new background? I finally figured out how to change the fonts and colours without following the template. It takes a genius to figure it out and, since I"m a genius, I obviously figured it out ... after a couple of years.