I know I haven't written much in the last few days so "Let me ‘splain…No, there is too much. Let me sum up." (Inigo Montoya Princess Bride).
Monday morning was surgery. I don't remember much after the nurse asked me if I wanted some meds to help me relax. The next thing I remember is waking up and being asked to stand up to sit in the wheelchair.
I have to say, the pain med button was my best friend Monday. I don't remember my mom and stepmom leaving.
The pain was unbearable for awhile. They made me get up and walk, I was proud of myself for doing it. The nurse and the bf walked with me.
Later in the day I went for a walk again, releasing gas along the way again (it's actually quite funny because all I was doing was burping). When I got back from my walk I began dry heaving.
I think it was the meds and all that fun stuff that gets in your system.
Tuesday morning I was able to come home, after I peed on my own of course. That was the most amazing feeling even though I was only gone about 24 hours.
Slept most of Tuesday although I did get up and do some walking. Didn't sleep too well Tuesday night, woke up with bad pain.
Wednesday I stayed awake a lot longer and didn't take my pain meds much. I went for a walk to the fountain at the front of the subdivision (about 1/4 mile there and back). Felt good to get out.
Today, I'm feeling even better. Everyday gets a little better. Still hurts to bend over, getting up and down from the bed or chair hurts.
I want to go to WalMart to get a few things and I also want to just get out of the house!
I'm feeling a nap in my near future!