This morning I went to worship. One of our leaders was preaching, so I didn't have any responsibilities for worship. It was wonderful to be able to just sit and worship. My recovery is progressing very quickly this time. I took a shower this morning (with the dressings on my arm protected, and stood up for it rather than using the bench. It was weeks before I was up to that last time, and I hadn't even showered yet at this point last time.
I'm completely off the pain meds now. I took one at bedtime for a couple of nights after I stopped them during the day, but didn't even do that last night. It was a very quiet day yesterday. Daughter had texted Friday, saying she wanted to come help me. I informed her it was too much work to keep her safe and she couldn't come. Her response amazed me: "Okay. Love you."
I have regained use of my hand much more quickly this time, which has made life much easier. I haven't driven yet, but think I will tomorrow. I could have today, but figured I'd catch too much grief if people saw my car in the parking lot. This is going to be a busy week, so I will need to pace myself. I know I don't have all my strength back yet. I do have enough, though, to do what needs to be done.