Not pregnant. Just post-op from a small bowel resection.
I can’t wait until I feel like myself again. The residual grogginess and fogginess from the anesthesia and initial crazy doses of IV-strength anti-nausea medication, Morphine, Dilaudid, and Percocet went away by Friday, but I’m still in enough pain that I’m taking painkillers, though I’m not taking them religiously, every four hours, like I initially did the first few days after surgery. I’m feeling better enough that I’m starting to feel restless, and am being driven just a little crazy by the various little messes and areas of disarray (small, minor, nothing to write home about, let alone give Dan any grief about; since he’s busting his ass working, taking care of kids & house, and me) around the house.
But I have to remind myself to take it easy, because when I don’t – like early this afternoon – I pay for it dearly. Plus, seeing as how I still need a bit of help getting myself in and out of bed, and out of the recliner when it’s in the reclined position, I shouldn’t be helping Ryan sort his games, or Alyssa pick up her five hundred and forty nine Littlest Pet Shop pieces. But the Must Be Clean and Organized with a Slight Case of OCD Queen inside of me begs to differ. Until I’m hurting so bad and am swollen so bad that I can’t stand up straight or draw a full breath, and I practically fall out of the shower into Dan’s arms, who helps me dress, feeds me a Vicodin and a protein shake, and puts me to bed for several hours.
I have also found out, the hard way (intense abdominal pain, vomiting), that I cannot tolerate solid food right now. Protein shakes, soft/mushy soups, and egg souffle (and even that is a little iffy) are okay. Anything else? No freaking way. Slightly annoying, but I have plenty of powder for protein shakes, and a lot of frozen-into-Jenn-portions soup stockpiled in our chest freezer. Also? I lost 2.2 lbs since Tuesday morning. There’s always a silver lining. ;)
My last few days, as documented by crappy cell phone and iPod Touch pictures:
Jason made mini donuts! (And my kids ate them all this morning.)
Kitten cuddles.
I’m allergic to Penicillin…and most forms of surgical tape.
Hospital discharge goal: not dying (helpfully added by Jason.
And yes, I really do wedge a pillow under my swollen belly so that I can sorta/kinda comfortably side sleep.
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Oy! That’s awful.
But the donuts look good.
Aww hon. I hope that you feel better soon. And can start eating some solids soon.
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I hope you’re feeling better soon. What you’re going through doesn’t sound pleasant. I laughed more than I should have at that added goal on the whiteboard there. Haha!
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The hospital discharge goal of ‘not dying’ made me giggle a little. I hope you feel better soon.
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