Recovery

Slowly but surely, I'm recovering.

Everyone says that I'm doing remarkably well. I'm walking, I'm doing stuff, I can get in and out of a vehicle with little or no assistance. I even quit taking the vicodin during the day.

Even doing well, I just feel "out of sorts". I can't explain it. I'm that confused about everything that I don't even know what kind of food I'm hungary for. Sounds strange, doesn't it? Like I said, I just can't explain it.

Weird.