I Might Just Get Used To This Recovery Thing...I Mean Another Day of Lying Still, But the Magic of TED LASSO Comes Your Way. Pure Joy. Absolute Bliss

Truth About Anesthesia. I didn't sleep afterwards, so yesterday was a long, long day. But I am thankful for Pam bringing me a scone and getting coffee, and Leo coming over at night for dinner and Ted Lasso. I started my marathon before he arrived and finished after he left. Also glad I put a bed downstairs and that I have ice packs to replace ice packs.

I'm also thankful for Edem tiring Karal out before he went upstairs to bed (which is morning for the rest of us). He takes her to the park and runs, sleeps, then does his overnight shifts.

I'm on day three of sitting still, and I'm too tired to feel guilty. Kelly texted to check up on me and said, "Probably not the best way to get it, but enforced down time for you is greatly needed." 

It has been needed for years and year and years. But more importantly, I finally made time to watch Ted Lasso.  I am absolutely amazed by the writing, brilliance, life-beautiful aura, and magic this show brings.

And this is the post. Given the world as it is today, and the world I grew up in, and the world I want it to be, I can not say enough about this show. It is absolute comedic brilliance...and that isn't just the drugs talking. I applaud each and every writer, and the actors who make it come alive. Phew. Wow. 

Meanwhile, boy am I sore this morning. Walking down the steps was quite a task and now I'm ready for bed again. But as I sit on my front porch watching the rain, I'll just sip my coffee and enjoy that I'm not allowed to move much or go anywhere.