Post-op and dressing change tomorrow. Hopefully, both will be routine. I had a bad moment last night when, on the way to the kitchen to refill my milk glass, I misjudged somehow and kicked the vacuum cleaner, hard, squarely with the little toe of my left foot. It hurt enough that I almost dropped the milk glass. Doesn't seem to have done any harm, fortunately, although it made last night a Percocet night.
That's all for now. My appetite's deserted me for about the past week, and I'm low on energy and inspiration.