Sneezing is neither fun nor exciting. But I did it twice today, and it was a sign of my improving recovery from the surgery. I’d sneezed previously, but they were tiny kitten sneezes. Today, they were more normal sneezes, meaning my body did not try to shut them down because it could handle them.
Sneezing is remarkably violent on your body, given what it is. The second one especially lit up my surgery area, albeit briefly, and I recovered quickly. Nothing got pulled or stretched in horrible ways.
I slept last night without the beanbag and had no neck pain, hooray. I also was able to sleep on my right side, which felt more comfortable, and I believe this let me fall asleep faster.
Despite these things, my watch claimed my sleep was worse than the night before, but I am unconvinced. I’m not just going with my gut here, but as many other organs as possible, and they’re telling me my sleep was OK. Not great, but OK.
I took a nap in the afternoon and felt kind of blah afterward. This is normal and a reminder why I generally do not nap. If I need to rest, I’m better just laying down and closing my eyes without snoozing.
My overall energy level and movement continue to improve. I am eager for Friday to get the suture removed and finally stop worrying about accidentally yoinking it out somehow.
Today’s cat is meditative.
