As I did after Mum's lumpectomy in 1996, I am nursing Bens' surgical wound at home, rather than him having to go to the doctor/hospital for his dressings. As with Mum, this is a tremendous privilege. Bens is slowly getting more movement in his hand.
I am sick, and cosily at home in my winter jammies, cooking chicken soup, drinking hot tea, lolling by the fire (well, heater, actually!) It is so luxurious to relax at home, yet I do it so infrequently. Whenever I am sick, I think, I should mooch around at home more oft!