Don't think twice, it's alright.
Finally, I think I'm over the hump.
That second round of vomiting was the worst. My scabs were just barely beginning to fall off when that started, which lead to me spitting up slimy wads of half-bloody scabs all night after each puke. Now, for the most part, my scabs are gone, and swelling is the only problem left. It is more uncomfortable than it is painful, so I can only wait until it goes down.
I started talking in complete sentences today, and I ate the most solid food I've had since the surgery (really doughy pizza) Which leads to the only gross thing that's still around, which is the clots of food that get stuck in the sockets...but that's taken care of with a toothpick.
But I took a shower! Standing up! And didn't pass out! I was so proud of myself.
I'm excited to get off my ass and stop taking codeine religiously every six hours. I think I'll probably go back to work Monday or Tuesday to learn the new tour route. I'm also excited about the STONE I've lost, letting me shimmy into pants that I haven't worn since I left for Galway.
That second round of vomiting was the worst. My scabs were just barely beginning to fall off when that started, which lead to me spitting up slimy wads of half-bloody scabs all night after each puke. Now, for the most part, my scabs are gone, and swelling is the only problem left. It is more uncomfortable than it is painful, so I can only wait until it goes down.
I started talking in complete sentences today, and I ate the most solid food I've had since the surgery (really doughy pizza) Which leads to the only gross thing that's still around, which is the clots of food that get stuck in the sockets...but that's taken care of with a toothpick.
But I took a shower! Standing up! And didn't pass out! I was so proud of myself.
I'm excited to get off my ass and stop taking codeine religiously every six hours. I think I'll probably go back to work Monday or Tuesday to learn the new tour route. I'm also excited about the STONE I've lost, letting me shimmy into pants that I haven't worn since I left for Galway.