I'm baaa-ack!
Like any good Kitty, I have nine lives! ... I stayed in hospital the extra day because I wanted to rest without the husband hanging over me and because he was nervous about having me home. ... I guess he thought I'd break. He's weird that way.
It's been exactly one week since the surgery. I didn't eat for two days afterwards. I've figured out anesthesia makes me nauseous at the thought of food for a couple of days afters. No matter. I managed some solid food before they let me out.
As of last night, I'm off all the pain medications. I've also discovered I need to have a little bit of the discomfort so I'll quit forgetting I'm not supposed to lift anything over 10 pounds. ... Do you have any frappin' idea how much stuff I tote around or pick up weighs that much, or more? ... well, neither did I until this surgery. It sucks to feel this good and not be able to do anything.
Although, this morning's bathroom cleaning, two loads of laundry, and putting dinner in the slow cooker kicked my ass majorly. I had to take a nap.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering, day-time television sucks. ... Really sucks. So! I'm catching up on my reading.
Now that I'm at the end of week one, I'm not sure I'm gonna' make it the whole four weeks before I go back to work. I'm starting to get a little stir-crazy now. Maybe tomorrow I'll force the husband to drive me to the bookstore and carry my haul. :>
Many-muches thanks for everyone's good wishes.
It's been exactly one week since the surgery. I didn't eat for two days afterwards. I've figured out anesthesia makes me nauseous at the thought of food for a couple of days afters. No matter. I managed some solid food before they let me out.
As of last night, I'm off all the pain medications. I've also discovered I need to have a little bit of the discomfort so I'll quit forgetting I'm not supposed to lift anything over 10 pounds. ... Do you have any frappin' idea how much stuff I tote around or pick up weighs that much, or more? ... well, neither did I until this surgery. It sucks to feel this good and not be able to do anything.
Although, this morning's bathroom cleaning, two loads of laundry, and putting dinner in the slow cooker kicked my ass majorly. I had to take a nap.
Oh, and just in case you were wondering, day-time television sucks. ... Really sucks. So! I'm catching up on my reading.
Now that I'm at the end of week one, I'm not sure I'm gonna' make it the whole four weeks before I go back to work. I'm starting to get a little stir-crazy now. Maybe tomorrow I'll force the husband to drive me to the bookstore and carry my haul. :>
Many-muches thanks for everyone's good wishes.