(Pitiful) Picture

Ugh. The anaesthesia wore off at around 3:00 a.m., and now I feel like I've been kicked by forty mules, after being thrown under a bus. Pain killers are helping some. I'd hate to think how I'd feel without them!

I'm afraid this is the best I can do today. A pathetic one-handed photo of an arm in a sling. I'm wearing one of Mr. W's shirts, because it buttons down the front, and it's roomy enough to accommodate the dressing that looks like a football player's shoulder pad!