"No progress" from last week, says the doctor.
Except for feeling like a walking watermelon, I feel great. I'm sleeping 7 or so hours a night, I'm able to walk around (slowly), I can go out and run errands provided it isn't too hot...my only complaint is a severe case of impatience.
Oh well. It looks like we'll get to see The Dark Knight this weekend, which we've both been looking forward to seeing.