Getting Better, Not Worse

In the spirit of doing all the things I used to do, I made it out to the farm to pick three quarts of blackberries. It was taxing but totally worth it. 

I’ve been keeping a close eye on my healing. Of the three punctures from the robotic surgery, one of them is lagging behind in closing so I’ve been nursing it hoping it heals properly. Fingers crossed it gets better, not worse.