The Big Lop Offski VI

" And on the third day she rose again in accordance with the prescription.."
I'm pretty sure those words were muttered by someone.If not then they should have been.There wasn't much rest after the 'reveal' as it was time for me to get out of bed and see how it went.
I had quite the entourage awaiting my first steps without the auld rudder and as it turned out I would need every one of them.

First off the head of the bed was raised into a 'normal' sitting position.This meant of course that my centre of gravity was now my freshly wrapped bits and this made me a bit grumpy.I sat there for a bit to allow the bod to get used to it and then like the QE2 being nudged from her moorings by tugboats I slowly pivoted to the left and swung my legs over the edge of the bed.I thought it a splendid idea at this point to just sit for a while but it wasn't very comfortable.So with the help of Dr.M and Cynthia I swayed up into a standing position and left my bed for the first time since Tuesday morning.

It's weird standing up again.In a mere two days I had been completely engulfed in the bed rest mindset and being upright was a bit novel.Knowing exactly how wicked I am and tailoring my rest accordingly Dr.M throws new fiendishness my way.
"Try standing on your tippy toes"
Resisting the urge to do a " She cannae take much more Cap'n" I do as I am bid and my nice new elevation is added to with my efforts to stand on my toes. I notice the nurse and Cynthia moving in closer.

"How are you feeling?" asks Dr McGinn from the hallway.
That's odd...I can see her right next to me.
Before you can say "orthostatic hypotension" I am greying out and wondering if I'll make a "Splat" sound when I hit the floor.It never happened..for a mighty bed,a worthy bed appears directly under my arse and the tugboats reverse their ballet to moor me.In a matter of a minute or two I am all tucked in again.As a reward for my effort I am allowed to raise the head of the bed a little bit more.

A much handier position to drink tea from.