I itch. I itch all around the stitches and under the tape that is still sticking like new.
There is still tenderness and swelling but otherwise I feel great. In the end I had no need for the painkillers.
I am beyond sitting and giving instructions. I let Paul handle anything that's heavy or requires reaching high but otherwise I'm back to doing some chores, like peeling potatoes.
We watched Lost in Austin last night and I was quite surprised that Paul settled into it and that Stephen wandered in and joined us. They missed some of the nuances, not being familiar with Pride and Prejudice, but got right into the story. Watching it on DVD was much better than catching it in small segments on TV.
The leaves are changing and one of the trees up the street is dropping leaves at a furious rate. The high winds and the stormy skies yesterday kept me at the window. Autumn can be so pretty.
I need to make a run to the library. I'm bookless again having read everything worthwhile and discarding the who-cares into my library bag.