And on the 7th day, God rested...

Aug 16, 2009

7 days post-op! I can't believe it myself, but it's here. It's been 7 days and all the nervousness, tension, anxiety...all of it has subsided and taken on a more relaxed 'listen to your body' kinda vibe. More importantly, I'm liking this transition myself.

Well coming out of week one and resting comfortably in this recovery stage was one I looked forward to. Like I mentioned in an earlier blog, thst friggin recovery alone from the anesthesia was my only problem...everything else was smooth sailing. I had no gas, no pain, no discomfort, nothing whatsoever. The surgery was quite easy for me and I thank God for that. I know one thing...I have totally changed my mind about having a little boob job and nip tuck done down the road because I refuse to go under general anesthesia again. My dear hubby and I were laughing about it the other night. He looked at me and said, "I sure don't mind the skin you're in if you don't mind..." I cracked up laughing. He knows first hand how ill I was from that friggin' anesthesia...so nip tuckng is out of the question. We haven't decided yet, but it looks like a celebratory cruise might be just the thing for us instead of using our money for nipping and tucking. But I digress...

My weekly recovery has been interesting trying to get in these fluids and remain sane. Whew! I cooked Sunday dinner for my family and just decided, "HEY, I'M GONNA TASTE THIS BBQ CHICKEN!!!" Okay, so quietly, alone in the kitchen I take the food out of the oven, place it on the counter, and just as I'm about to cover it I grab a tiny fork and take a bite. Here comes my head talking real loud..."uhmmmm, oh, that's tasting mighty good there Mrs. Lucas...at least surgery has not ruined your ability to cook some good a$$ed food"...and then I swallowed...GULP...rumble, rumble, grumble and rumble again and BAM!!! It hits my teenie, weenie, tiny tummy and it says, (way louder than my head talking voice) "WTF are you doing stupid???" So, the moral of this story is this, and please trust me, they tell you to do the liquid diet post-op for a reason...that little belly is not ready to start working to try and process any food yet...JUST LISTEN STUPID!!!

I mean it wasn't killer pain, but I certainly felt a crazy twinge, twitching thing going on in that lil' belly and it scared me straight. So for those of you who are more brave than Ms. Ronnie...do your thang. Me...I'm staying on the straight and narrow for this one! Week two of liquids here I come!!!

All kidding aside though, I feel wonderful and I want to thank my OH family for being so supportive. It means the world to me that you guys are in my corner.

Oh, and the whole rest thing...yeah, just 7 days out and it looks like I'm resting better than I have in a long time.

God bless and y'all work those sleeves, ya hear?

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