There’s nothing quite like waking up to the sensation of your uterus crunching itself up like a ball of aluminum foil, over and over and over. I’ve been up and moving for nearly two hours now, but despite a hot shower, two doses of liquid Tylenol and a painfully hot heated corn sack against my stomach, relief has not been even glimpsed.
Right now I’m curled up in bed, basking in the 2.5 hours of blissful silence I get to enjoy every Monday and Wednesday. I’m already looking forward to next fall, when Alyssa will be in kindergarten five days a week, and Ryan will be in preschool five days a week (three days at the regular preschool, since he’ll be old enough to be in the 3 day class; and two days at the intermediate preschool). WHOO. I’m so glad that I forced myself to get into the habit of going to bed early and getting up early last fall, when the kids first went back to preschool. Last year I didn’t, and a lot of times I’d come home from dropping them off and take a nap, and wake up just in time to go pick them up. At least by breaking out of the night owl routine I get to enjoy the peace and quiet in the mornings. 
Speaking of my night owl nature, I was up late the last few nights, because there was — and still is — just so much to do with Eden Fantasys. But I love the job. It’s great to be interactive with other people, instead of locking myself away with SEO writing, Demand Studios articles, or web design. I still do those things, of course, but not in such huge condensed blocks like before.
While I would like nothing more than to lounge around all day, the truth is that I have a little less than two hours to catch up on emails, write a few blogs, and get started on a writing project that has been sitting in my inbox for nearly a month (eek). Then I’m going to pick up the kids from preschool and take them over to my mom’s for lunch. My brothers are coming over for a three hour visit (they’re weekly now :)), and my mom is making tacos. Nom. My brothers love nachos, so I plan on re-creating my awesome nachos. I’ve been craving nachos for over two weeks now, but since I seem to be more sensitive than ever to sodium (hello water weight), I’ve been avoiding them and other salty foods like the plague. I know it’s just water weight, and it’ll come off, but I enjoy seeing the numbers go down, dammit. Speaking of which, I’m 226.2 today. My lowest was 224.8, but PMS (not that I even knew I had it, thank you whacked out hormones) added nearly two pounds to that number. Blah. 
I think the sodium sensitivity has to do with hormones not being regulated yet after the surgery. (The hormones might also be intensifying the pain.)
This may sound like a completely insane suggestion, but try some music that normally relaxes you or makes you feel a bit of an endorphin rush. I’ve learned that music can help regulate pain levels sometimes, especially when nothing else will.
My PMDD is rearing its ugly head as well. It’s a battle now to get anything done. I’m having to have internal arguments every 10 minutes to convince myself that Yes, homework really does need to be done. Back is killing me for the last 48 hours, haven’t started the massive cramps yet though.