What a weird adjustment. My body is still getting used to feeling normal. I keep reaching over to rub my arm, shoulder or foot only to realize that I don't need to bother...there's no pain there :) For years I would automatically massage aching muscles on a daily basis. I keep catching myself doing it and laughing when there is no pain in the area. I'll have to find new things to do with my hands I guess. I caught myself twiddling my thumbs at church today. Usually one hand is busy massaging the other one during Mass :) I don't think my hands know what to do with themselves. It feels weird leaving them still.
Now I know why Jesus told people to give the little girl something to eat after He healed her. Being healed makes a person starving. Seriously. I don't know why this would be but I've been hungrier the past two days than I can ever remember being. Healing must burn a lot of calories.
Hot fudge sundae, here I come!