The Slow Road to Recovery

On the 4th day of my recovery, I was able to focus my eyes enough to pick up the needles for some simple stockinette on my Classic Lines Cardigan. Anesthesia is nasty stuff. You wake up in the recovery room, but your brain doesn't really start to function like itself for several days after. I suppose it's a blessing because there is nothing good to remember about those first few days out of surgery, but it's eerie to have only vague memories of entire days at a time.