When I expressed some reluctance, as I was still in a great deal of pain even on decent doses of one of the stronger prescription opiates, they threw in a prescription to Tylenol with Codeine. Not quite as good, but a great deal less complicated.
I'm doing better. The pain is worse, but it is now localized and manageable. When it comes to straight pain, I have a pretty high tolerance. The problem had been that I was in a fog -- standing up, lying down, all of these things made me woosy, wince, and poop my pants. I find it a little unfortunate that we won't know how much of my early recovery difficulties were related to a bad reaction to the drugs. But there certainly was a bad reaction, and I'm doing better.
I'm doing so much better, in fact, that this evening: I left the house.
Left the house to go with Tessa to buy her ring. It took a double shot of codeine, but we got through it pretty well. She has what I am told is a very special, lovely, beautifully cut ring. For the diamond folks: 1.02 carot in a oval brilliant cut, six prong platinum setting on a yellow gold band. It was expensive, but not entirely out of the range I had imagined, and whatever: she's worth it. I still believe so. I struggled with the purchase -- conflict diamond, illiquid commodity -- but cultured clear diamonds are not yet available. I almost had her convinced. I'll write more about this later, because I think it is an important topic.
And she'll try to post pictures. We'll talk more details about the wedding and receptions and such, soon.