I guess we finally found the one thing that can make me actually shut up for awhile. Who knew having a few pieces taken out could be so exhausting? I have easily spent 95% of my time at home in bed. I can’t quite sit up straight so bed is a good place to be. I have my netbook, my television and a bathroom within three steps. And best of all I have my son and my husband. My husband checks on me and will get me anything I want and when he is at work my son checks on me at least every 45 minutes. I’m actually starting to think it might be a scheduled check. My shower today took me about 70 minutes. Planning time, getting ready time, actual shower time, rebandage time. Then back to bed.
Thank you everyone for the support and well wishes. I was too drugged up to properly respond to each of you. Now it’s kind of late, so I’m sorry. That oxycontin is some powerful stuff.
I find my body just gross. I have patches of adhesive that I can’t seem to get off, going to have to attack myself with some WD40. I have disgusting drains and staples and incisions and stitches. I have bruises everywhere, and a couple of random rashes in places. I’m having trouble eating. I don’t know why. Everything just tastes bad. I have this beautiful box of chocolates and I’ve only managed to eat one. And I am HUGE! When I got home I was 12 pounds heavier than when I went into the hospital. I seem to be dropping about two pounds a day.Water? Blood? I dunno.
Do you have the Hallmark Movie Channel? I’ve been watching some of the movies. They are visually beautiful but they leave something to be desired in the writing department, at least the ones I’ve seen so far
Here…have a chocolate.