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.