Recovery Day 5

Well, folks, it’s day 5 of recovery, and let me tell you, it’s a little like a staycation… if your idea of a vacation is taking nap marathons and appointing your spouse to a full-time butler. Yep, Wes has officially taken over as my one-man staff, with titles ranging from Head Chef (of reheated soup) to Chief Pillow Fluffer (I may get a little dramatic with strategic pillow fluffery, but comfort is love!).

It turns out my body has one main priority: sleep. I’m practically auditioning to be a professional napper. I wake up, I blink a few times, check that Wes hasn’t escaped, and before I know it, I’m back to counting sheep again.

All in all, recovery is going well! I may not be doing much, but I’ve perfected the art of enjoying the little things—like the sound of Wes sighing as he brings me another cup of tea, kissing my Doodle’s cold nose and the thrill of adjusting my blankets just so.

So here I am… on this beautiful fall day , napping, snack-tasting and testing the limits of my husband’s patience. It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it!

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