SRS: 8th day after surgery

 What a time in here. I'm gonna be pushed home tomorrow.


I almost forgot so writing with phone. I'm getting better all the time and start to feel like I could go home. Only problem is that I like being here, I live alone and I can see people here. But, it's still better to go home, I guess. To see friends if nothing else.

I finally got normal bed. The space age mattress was really annoying now when I started to be able to actually move in the bed and from it. This one is also bit more slim so the bedside table is closer and goes lower so I was able to watch anime like I thought. Laptop on top of the bedside table tray, tray thing as high as possible and use the functionality of the laptop to get the screen to the front edge of the tray. Worked very nicely! Though the Internet throughput didn't, I watched only two episodes, even those were just barely able to stream through the thing. Part of the reason is that I need to use vpn for some reason to connect to my plex. Well, whatever, it's going to be fixed Very Soon™ by getting out from here. I need to investigate it a bit anyway, ps4 remote play doesn't work either. Or if it does, only for 10 seconds or so. 

My intestines seems to be working as well, which is good news. I have word or two about the amount of fiber in food here, though I do have very high-fibre diet normally. Toilet visits hasn't been exactly.. pleasant as I need to avoid pressure by struggling.

Yeah, I notice that I look forward to be released already. Tomorrow comes faster when sleeping and I will keep this brief because of phone. More tomorrow! 


'Til next time~ 💜 

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