Dr. gave me a gold star... Huh??

I went in for my post-op checkup yesterday morning. I've had kind of a rough go of it since getting home-- since I'm a super-rapid metabolizer of opiate pain meds, and I'm doing the whole recovery on Advil, owww. I'm tired, I'm sore, and I feel like crap, which is pretty common at this point, and I've still got a little bit of the "I feel like I've been hit by a truck and I'm terrified this won't be worth it" going on in my head."

So I go back, weigh in, and head back to the exam room, the usual. Before the surgeon comes in, the nurse pops her head in. Apparently, I've lost 24 lb since my pre-op appointment. Whaaa? No joke, apparently they don't see it often but it happens sometimes (especially with psych patients, like me). I have no idea how, but I'm not going to argue with it, and I guess it's a darn good sign for the future.

The surgeon joked that I get a gold star in my chart, and that if I can earn one while feeling like crap, I'd better earn a couple more after I stop feeling like a zombie. I guess that's darn good motivation, huh?

Good for you!  I'm a little surprised though that they're letting you use Advil this soon out.  Isn't it hard on the tummy?

Yeah, it can be, but it's pretty much my only option since Tylenol doesn't do squat for me and never has :(