Feeling a bit meh!!!

Before I got myself dressed this afternoon.
Since getting out of my pjs something of my former self has begun to reassert itself.
A little bit of acceptance that whatever the outcome of this last surgery, it is most likely my final surgery. With that, a little bit of understanding that I am most likely going to have to live with whatever residual pain I am left with. Overwhelmingly, the desire to not let it consume me - if I HAVE to accept pain, then I will fight to make sure that I still have a life with fun and mayhem with my boys.
However, for now, rest is what I need, along with painkillers at 4 hour intervals!