I spent the day in a post-operative haze, though I avoided the Vicodin until bedtime. I don't like having my head crowded out by medication when I can avoid it, and I have months of unavoidable head crowding starting this Friday.
Also, J&T came over yesterday evening and did yeoperson's work rearranging my house to optimize my living space for infirmity. Everything I need and use is now on the same floor, except my laundry. We also established that I definitely need a new dryer. On top of the $925 in medical bills racked up in the last two days alone, after insurance, that's an unwelcome hit. Ah, cancer.
Now, to Day Jobbery.