Well, I'm sitting here after having an emergency appendectomy on Sunday. I only stayed one night in the hospital, but I had a host of activities planned for this week and next week. I already had off from work and could do things that I wanted to do, not needed to do. I have maybe 1000 rounds sitting there waiting for me to send them flying at hypervelocity toward something, but the wife is monitoring me like a hawk to make sure I don't engage in any unauthorized activities. I argued that there is nothing in my discharge instructions that say "No Firearms", but she says I was told not to engage in any heavy lifting. She insists that lifting the Ruger New Model Blackhawk 45LC/45ACP convertible I just bought and want desperately to shoot constitutes heavy lifting. OK, it is heavy, but not THAT heavy. After my neck surgery in May, I had to go through opiate withdrawal when I went off the heavy pain meds I was on for several years to keep working. That sucked. This is very, very similar and bordering on worse, I'd say.