I've spent a large part of my recovery so far watching the first season of
Mad Men. Why did no one ever tell me it was this good?? I had somehow gotten the impression it was full of despicable people doing despicable things to a couple of halfway decent people and getting away with it because it was edgy, or something--so basically that it was exactly like Peggy's rant in 1.12 about horrible people doing what they want and innocent people suffering the consequences--but it's not like that at all! Well, not 90% of the time, anyway.
( Uh, spoilers, I guess? )The rest of my recovery is proceeding about like I should, as far as I can tell. It's slower than the last one, but I had more done and 36 hours in the hospital this time, so there's that. I'm not going to worry about weaning off the narcotics until Monday. I have a bruise the size of my palm on my forearm from the IV, but surprisingly little bruising around the four lap port sites. Walking is going well, especially if I remember to wear the abdominal binder I asked for in the hospital, and if I do it at certain points in the metabolization of my pain meds, let's just say.