What is the plan moving forward, I ask myself? Clearly, pool and pilates will figure prominently in the future, and more weight loss. I must seriously question working in the city, yet I’m not sure that’s really worse than driving an hour in the car, as I can take meds and still manage the train, if not the car. I know it will take weeks to get back to “normal”. And that means my post-op damaged normal, not anyone’s real idea of normal. I haven’t quite accepted that all this probably means I’ll never be truly well again, I’m broken.