Friends

I'd been thinking about having some of my friends attending OryCon visit me in the hospital, but I'm told they're being extremely vigilant about visitation due to risks from H1N1 and seasonal flu. I may have trouble even getting my immediate circle of family and friends in.

So the fallback plan is to have interested folks visit Nuevo Rancho Lake on Sunday. I should be discharged from the hospital on Saturday to continue post-op recovery at home.

However, that presents several potential issues. First, we have no idea what state of mind or body I'll be in. Visitors may be impractical unless it's a tour of Jay snoring in an opiate-induced haze, for example. Second, because this is lung surgery, I'll be incredibly vulnerable to respiratory infections, including common colds, flu and pneumonia. And if someone brings me Con Crud, that would be a wretched gift indeed.

Yet at the same time, I know me. If I'm not toxically wretched, visits from my people are immensely uplifting for me.

So we're talking about face masks and contingency plans and whatnot. At the moment, it's utterly unclear. Watch this space, and the blog of calendula_witch for details as they emerge.

However, if you are interested in seeing me that OryCon Sunday, please let me know in comments here, or by email. That might help in planning.

Business as Usual

There's a pile of orders in my car to be posted today. Four more are in parts on my desk, and 3 more still need to be started.

Art and Authoring

Did no artwork this weekend. No writing. Nada. Itching to get back to it.

Home and Health

Second weekend at the hotsprings - and it was also just lovely.

We came back... and bought a new bed. A larger bed. A Tempurpedic bed. It wasn't exactly spur-of-the-moment - we've been talking about it almost since we bought the last one. The last bed was nice... but it wasn't a Tempurpedic.

The new one is FABULOUS. Both of us being tall people with long limbs, the Queen was sometimes crowded. Not so, with the King. And it's so... squishy. I've slept comfortably both nights. I had screaming back pain yesterday, but I am certain that's more to do with wrestling the new bed up the stairs and the old bed down them than sleeping in the former. It was a helluva lot of work. I dropped one of the foundations on the tip of my finger, and swore copiously and uncreatively (You'd think I could come up with some good cussing, but I was more concerned with MY FINGER IS GOING TO FALL OFF than how to best express it). I iced it immediately, verified that it wasn't broken, and then ignored it. It promptly went completely numb and I still have no feeling in the tip, 3 days later. I can function fine without it, and I'm keeping an eye out to see that it doesn't turn black or fall off.

Had a lovely time at the Voodoo Moon belly(and other)dance show - I was prop monkey and they applauded for me. I also got congratulations after the show - all very silly and in good fun. I swear I knew half the audience and 90% of the performers. I keep thinking of myself as not social.

Planning

Workout tonight. Gingerly.

Though I'd been warned, y'all are right.

Phase two of this flu is icky, too. (the day after the first fever-free day).
Pooped, head clogged, etc.

On the other hand, I woke up before bovil and fixed myself some breakfast, put on slippers (I was already wearing sweats; it's November!) and picked up the paper.

I'm very glad I agreed to follow everyone's (including the CDC) advice and *not* try to go back to work immediately.

'Nother day stuck in the house. Think I'll tackle jaylake's Escapement today (it was one of the special goodies in our WFC2009 bags).