5 Days Out

Aug 21, 2010

Five days out (5.5, really) and I'm hanging in there.  I didn't know about the drain I'd be wearing - that is just lovely....  but necessary, I suppose.

I am feeling wrong to be complaining - it is guilt.  I should be so happy to have had this surgery.  With my HMO, I was asked for a $5.00 co-pay when I checked into the hospital.  I am so lucky that I am a teacher with a good health system with great health benefits...  and I'm complaining of gas or whatever this pain is from.

To get personal, I have only been burping it up - no tooting - I don't know if this is normal.  I have tooted a few times since surgery - but truly, only a few... 

I am walking more and today I did the laundry - because my husband  "doesn't like to fold" clothes and I hate the thought of wrinkly clothes....  talk about stubborn. 

I was even able to slowly bend down and pick up kids' toys on the floor.  Good hubby took them out to the fair to play.  They came home happy, he came home nauseated after too many rides.... makes me laugh, because he always used to call me weak!  Ha!

I couldn't sleep last night due to this pain.  I hope tonight I can sleep.  Hubby woke up at one point and accused me of "chatting" with my French pen-pal from the 90s....  I wasn't even - and even so - we are both married (happily - I might add!) people who have no concern for anything but friendship - family friendship.  I was so worked up about being wrongly accused of chatting (which shouldn't be a problem anyway) that I cried, got all stuffy and couldn't breathe well.

So, dummy me - I put on the CPAP mask (thinking how much it would help me breathe) and then, since it was already getting light out - put on a room darkening mask (that my dad bought me before surgery for relaxation) and started to sleep..... Well, funny to me that I thought I was being choked - it was the mask for sleeping covering the air output on the CPAP mask - I could have died (OK - being overly dramatic here).....  but a word of warning....

Please don't think my hubby is crazy jealous - he is so not that type - he is just from a culture where women and men are not "just friends".....  but I am blessed to have this old friend (pen-pal, really, we've never met) in my life again too.

OK - that was a big journal entry.  If you read this - please understand that I am on dilaudid and maybe I even know I should not share so much - then, again - I am not using my real name here....

Take care all !

I'm getting " ready to soar " !!!

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