I have a love/hate relationship with Patrick’s recliner. I’m grateful I’m able to sleep in it well enough, but I’m already tired of being in it. Our sofa is too low and difficult to get out of, so it’s off limits for a while. I tried my office chair just so I could sit in the living room from a different location, but I wasn’t able to sit comfortably. The kitchen chairs are only comfortable long enough to eat a meal…so I end up back in the recliner. Unfortunately, I can’t bend enough to pull the lever to actually recline, which isn’t an issue during the day since I can sit comfortably using a footstool. But at night, I need to recline in order to sleep, so Patrick or Mom has to help me get settled. And then when I inevitably wake in the middle of the night to use the restroom, I have to wake one of them to help me out of it. Good thing for me, my mom’s a light sleeper.

I’m hoping after these initial first days I’ll be moving well enough that I can get comfortable in bed instead. I’ll need to sleep upright for a while, so I’ll have to prop myself up with a bunch of pillows. However, it’s my stomach that’s causing most of the concern since the incision is from hip to hip. It’s not going to be helping me sit up anytime soon, and I don’t want to do anything to stall the healing. So, I’m thankful for the recliner. My bed and main perch for now.