A Snail's pace

Recovery is slower than I'd like.  I have wandered into my sewing room a few times and looked mournfully at the machine.  I can't wait to get back to it.

I get the sling off my arm in one week and one day.  My husband has been teasing me that I'm like an animal caught in a trap and I'm ready to gnaw off my own limb.

I haven't been able to do much of anything I enjoy.  Cooking and baking are difficult if not impossible, no sewing, so I've been left with reading.  Thank god for my Kindle.