On the bright side, I'm making noticeable progress in my recovery every day. A major turning point was last Thursday when I had my followup with my surgeon and he removed the staples from my incisions, which made me much more comfortable, both physically and psychologically. Friday, I woke up feeling like myself for the first time since falling ill. It was great, and well-timed. I'm moving increasingly easily and increasing my range of motion in my torso in nice ways. I'm also back to not needing to nap every day. This is great.
On the down side, I'm still enough in recovery that the progress is notable every day. I'm looking forward to when it's not quite so remarkable day to day. I'm also looking forward to being able to stretch comfortably without feeling like it's pulling in weird, hidden places, and generally forgetting about the whole thing.
Let's hear it for laparoscopic surgery, though. This whole process would be extended by a factor of 3 or 4 without it, and I'm incredibly grateful that it was an option available to me.