Still Recovering
I haven't posted because I have nothing to say. I'm trying to listen to my body and use my intuition and hope I'm getting it right. I'm so dang tired all the time - or is it that I'm depressed that recovery isn't quite as bang-zoom as I thought it would be? Each day I feel a little better and each day I move around and do a little more around here. I guess that's the best that can be expected - that each subsequent day shows improvement.
I called the surgeon's office bright and early this morning in hopes of getting an appointment on January 3 for follow-up as he suggested. I cannot wait until this drain thing is taken out of my side - it's totally bugging the shit out of me. So yes, I see him on Jan 3 - and presumably return to work Jan 4. I took the bandages off 48 hours after surgery - I have staples! Ewww. That kind of freaked me out - don't know why. Sometimes that drain rubs on the staples which doesn't feel great.
I slept in bed one night but it's really a lot more comfortable to sleep reclined in the fluffy new chair. There I know I can't roll around and in bed that's all I want to do is roll on my side but that kills so I don't. Steve has been sleeping on the couch in the same room with me - isn't that the nicest thing? We even pull Reggi's bed into the room with us. None of them seem to mind at all and I appreciate the company very much.
I'm way caught up on email and getting there on journal reading so that's been a very good thing. I've missed my online friends when I've been so busy, prior to this gall bladder thing. I've been reading some and watching a little too much HGTV, which I didn't even know was possible. I worked in my studio a tiny bit today and will do more of that tomorrow. Today's work consisted of moving papers around and deleting unwanted shows off the Tivo unit. It's a start.
Simon worked last night - the day after Christmas - the store was open until 11:00 I think. He gave a girl a ride home, then got a speeding ticket in Victor, on his way home. He called me at midnight to tell me. I was too sleepy and incoherent to panic when the phone rang at midnight, thank God. Dumb ass. Guess he's one of those people that needs to get conked on the head a couple of times before the lesson sets in. I don't believe he's in danger of losing his license unless he gets another ticket, points-wise on his license - but that will piss me off royally because that will really hamper my lifestyle, if I need to drive him to work. Meanwhile, he goes to court mid-January and it will cost him a bundle. Serves him right. He's talking about taking the points reduction safe driving class again - I think it might be too soon after he took it last time to get a discount on our car insurance. Maybe he'll pay attention this time!! Jeez. Dumb ass.
Christmas was nice, very relaxed. Steve and I usually spend Christmas Eve with his family but Steve stayed home with me that night. I didn't know he was going to do that - I thought he'd go anyway. It turns out I was still a hurtin' turkey by then, once the euphoria of getting the surgery behind me and "good drugs" wore off - so I was grateful he stayed home.
Christmas day, Simon and I went to my parents house, as did Gretchen, Nick, Paul and Nick's girlfriend, Jill. I ate a little bit - wasn't as tempted as I thought I'd be by the fattier food. Then we opened presents and hung out for a little while. Simon brought me home then went over to Gretchen's to hang with the kids. I immediately took a nap in my chair until Gretchen woke me up with a phone call at 6:00. They all came over and brought the party to me! We played Scene It and Scrabble and Nick, Simon and Jill played a game of Monopoly that went on waaay too long. Gretchen and I were snoozing on the couch by the time that was done.
A very nice, subdued Christmas.
I called the surgeon's office bright and early this morning in hopes of getting an appointment on January 3 for follow-up as he suggested. I cannot wait until this drain thing is taken out of my side - it's totally bugging the shit out of me. So yes, I see him on Jan 3 - and presumably return to work Jan 4. I took the bandages off 48 hours after surgery - I have staples! Ewww. That kind of freaked me out - don't know why. Sometimes that drain rubs on the staples which doesn't feel great.
I slept in bed one night but it's really a lot more comfortable to sleep reclined in the fluffy new chair. There I know I can't roll around and in bed that's all I want to do is roll on my side but that kills so I don't. Steve has been sleeping on the couch in the same room with me - isn't that the nicest thing? We even pull Reggi's bed into the room with us. None of them seem to mind at all and I appreciate the company very much.
I'm way caught up on email and getting there on journal reading so that's been a very good thing. I've missed my online friends when I've been so busy, prior to this gall bladder thing. I've been reading some and watching a little too much HGTV, which I didn't even know was possible. I worked in my studio a tiny bit today and will do more of that tomorrow. Today's work consisted of moving papers around and deleting unwanted shows off the Tivo unit. It's a start.
Simon worked last night - the day after Christmas - the store was open until 11:00 I think. He gave a girl a ride home, then got a speeding ticket in Victor, on his way home. He called me at midnight to tell me. I was too sleepy and incoherent to panic when the phone rang at midnight, thank God. Dumb ass. Guess he's one of those people that needs to get conked on the head a couple of times before the lesson sets in. I don't believe he's in danger of losing his license unless he gets another ticket, points-wise on his license - but that will piss me off royally because that will really hamper my lifestyle, if I need to drive him to work. Meanwhile, he goes to court mid-January and it will cost him a bundle. Serves him right. He's talking about taking the points reduction safe driving class again - I think it might be too soon after he took it last time to get a discount on our car insurance. Maybe he'll pay attention this time!! Jeez. Dumb ass.
Christmas was nice, very relaxed. Steve and I usually spend Christmas Eve with his family but Steve stayed home with me that night. I didn't know he was going to do that - I thought he'd go anyway. It turns out I was still a hurtin' turkey by then, once the euphoria of getting the surgery behind me and "good drugs" wore off - so I was grateful he stayed home.
Christmas day, Simon and I went to my parents house, as did Gretchen, Nick, Paul and Nick's girlfriend, Jill. I ate a little bit - wasn't as tempted as I thought I'd be by the fattier food. Then we opened presents and hung out for a little while. Simon brought me home then went over to Gretchen's to hang with the kids. I immediately took a nap in my chair until Gretchen woke me up with a phone call at 6:00. They all came over and brought the party to me! We played Scene It and Scrabble and Nick, Simon and Jill played a game of Monopoly that went on waaay too long. Gretchen and I were snoozing on the couch by the time that was done.
A very nice, subdued Christmas.
posted by Stefani at 4:24 PM
8 Comments:
A quiet Christmas is always nice in my book. Ours was quiet too, but I still got my annual Christmas headache that is still with me. Gee, could it be from too much rich food?? Tomorrow I'm only eating good food. Ha. Can't do that until all the crap is out of the house.
I owe you an email. Maybe tonight...if I don't go to bed early again.
Glad you're feeling better day by day!
I've been thinking of you mama - glad you're slowly getting back to your regular self. I feel for you on the staples...it wasn't even that mine hurt more then stiches would have just - ack! staples! in ME! Ick. (if yours need to be removed don't worry too much about it - I was so stressed about it, but other then a little pulling sensation getting them removed was no big deal)
glad to hear your recovery's getting better each day. I've never had surgery (except for a tonsillectomy when I was 3)...so I think staples would freak me out, too! :) Steve sounds like a sweetheart.
Kudos to Steve.
Glad your Christmas was good and that you are improving.
As I recall, I had staples from breast bone to belly button for my gall bladder operation and the removal didn't hurt all that much.
I feel as though I was ripped for my GB surgery, I only had 4 incisions, no drainage tube, and instead of staples which could be decorative, I was super glued. Infact, I complained to my surgeon that they spackled my belly button shut!
Glad you are feeling better.
It is not unusual following any surgery to feel tired. Bodies seldom just bounce back. :-) Wait til you are my age. lol
Sounds like you're taking good care of yourself, Stefani, and that you're getting lots of support. Each day, you'll feel better and better and pretty soon all of this will be a distant memory (... captured here for posterity, of course).
As for Simon ... you still have that letter you wrote last week, right? :-)
Children (especially of the young male variety) and automobiles --- Arrrrrrgth!
*sigh*
I understand completely.
Meanwhile, hang in there... yeah, those staples are miserable... had some after surgery years ago and I still remember how much I hated them and how good it felt once they were removed.
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