about pre-op. This week I went for a three week follow up. It was supposed to have been two weeks but that fell on Thanksgiving. She wants me to come back for a four week follow up to be released. It'll be five because four falls on Christmas. Whatever.
My incisions are healing and the doctor reminded me that my innards are not healing at the same rate. Well, they might be healing at the same rate but there's a lot more healing needed in there. I feel it. It doesn't take much to make me need a nap. I did a little too much yesterday by putting Christmas lights around the trees outside. I ended up needing a long nap and later on a dose of super strength ibuprofen. Paige came over to help me finish decorating. It's really hard to sit back and not do anything when stuff needs to be done.
I've played a lot of games on my iPad and caught up on a lot of dvr. I've also watched a lot of YouTube. I never thought I'd sit around and watch YouTube but it's easy and addicting. YouTube has taught me that I can buy things from Dollar General for a penny, people leave the Mormon church for similar reasons, and I could never live the van life. Oh, I've also learned it's #vanlife. I've also been looking up hysterectomy recovery videos to compare my progress. It seems like my stuff is going more smoothly than most of the videos I've seen. KNOCK ON WOOD.
My surgery wasn't bad. I really wasn't in pain afterwards, it was mainly pressure. The pain I did have wasn't from incisions or anything but from gas. The gas pain is for real. Somehow the gas they fill you with during surgery works its way up to your shoulder blade afterwards. My first nurse let me know some people think they're having a heart attack. Thanks for the heads up... (eye roll) I could barely move. Oh, regular gas causes pain too. It's definitely not pleasant. One of the ways they say to get rid of the gas is to move. When my nurse was taking me on my first walk, we made it to the end of the hall and she told me to let her know if I need to turn back. No. We would walk the block. Halfway around the floor, she told me I was doing really well. The only thing that kind of bothered me was the pressure. It felt like my insides were dropping to my abdomen. The nurse also suggested I stick to a liquid diet for the nausea caused from anesthesia. There was no nausea but I did have a scratchy throat from the tube being down it. One of my first questions, "my throat hurts, was there a tube down it?"... Yes. I stuck to pudding, macaroni and apple juice for the rest of the day. The scratchy throat lasted for about four days. Up next, TMI (as if the surgery itself isn't...). Oh, the doctor also said to eat or drink foods that would help me poop. She said I DEFINITELY did not want to end up constipated. While I was halfway enjoying the thought of what not needing to go to the bathroom might feel like, I obeyed. I had Eric and Paige bring popcorn. It didn't really work. I ended up taking a stool softener and still nothing. I realized the popcorn was missing something, something I hadn't had for a few days. Coke. Three sips later and I was in the bathroom. It wasn't fun but I was in there.
I think that's all the major stuff. One of the hardest parts has been being useless. I haven't been able to do anything. At my follow-up on Wednesday, she told me I could start doing a little more. Still no vacuuming, mopping, scrubbing, hauling laundry baskets, you know... the stuff I do all the time with no problem. It's frustrating, really frustrating. I had Cosme pour Tide into a small cup so I could at least wash a few clothes.
I guess that'll be it for now.
I went for pre-op at the
Monday, November 5, 2018
hospital on Thursday and then tomorrow I go for pre-op with my doctor. Surgery is Wednesday morning. This sucks. I can't wait for this to all be over with. My nerves can't handle it. My stomach is in knots and I could probably throw up. My mind doesn't let me sit here and appreciate the fact that I'm fine with nothing going on right now, I can only focus on what's to come. Luckily, I've put off so much of my stuff that needs to be done so I should be too busy to sit around and dwell on anything... but I'll manage to anyway. Ugh. When starting junior high makes you break out in hives, it's probably a good sign of things to come. I guess we've always known I'm a little anxious and worried.
Anyway, today I need to:
I'll probably get two or three of those done, worrying being one. One thing I'd really like to get done is getting the Christmas lights hung on the trees out front. I won't be able to though. I had to break into that stash to hang more on our PRE-LIT TREE. So not only am I down the 400 I added to our Christmas tree, but two of those strands ended up in the garbage. Also, remember I had Antonio trim the trees a few months ago? I'll need to take the lights up higher this year. So... I could probably use another 1000 lights or so. And now that there's a baby in the picture, I feel like I should add something to the yard. Maybe one of those inflatables? Maybe the lit up dog I didn't get last year? Maybe I'll save it for next year when 1) I don't have a ton of other things going on and 2) she'll see that there's a lit up dog in the yard.
On the plus side, I messaged a friend yesterday who just had a hysterectomy and asked her a few questions. I found out she was walking a flight of stairs the next day. I don't even think it's the thought of the actual surgery that's bothering me (as much as that stuff makes me weak and queasy), but just the production of it all. The build up and hype of "surgery" and "hospital stay" and what to expect during recovery. I hear that the gas build up is one of the worst parts about it. That has me stressing about maybe I should lay off Coke until gas isn't a problem. Why add bubbles to a full stomach? I don't know. I'm rambling now and lucky for you, I probably won't have much time to post before Wednesday.
And now I'll get on with my list.
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Anyway, today I need to:
- Clean the cat room
- Make macaroni and cheese
- Finish decorating the tree
- Do some ironing
- Make a list for Kroger Clicklist for later in the week
- Clean
- Worry
I'll probably get two or three of those done, worrying being one. One thing I'd really like to get done is getting the Christmas lights hung on the trees out front. I won't be able to though. I had to break into that stash to hang more on our PRE-LIT TREE. So not only am I down the 400 I added to our Christmas tree, but two of those strands ended up in the garbage. Also, remember I had Antonio trim the trees a few months ago? I'll need to take the lights up higher this year. So... I could probably use another 1000 lights or so. And now that there's a baby in the picture, I feel like I should add something to the yard. Maybe one of those inflatables? Maybe the lit up dog I didn't get last year? Maybe I'll save it for next year when 1) I don't have a ton of other things going on and 2) she'll see that there's a lit up dog in the yard.
On the plus side, I messaged a friend yesterday who just had a hysterectomy and asked her a few questions. I found out she was walking a flight of stairs the next day. I don't even think it's the thought of the actual surgery that's bothering me (as much as that stuff makes me weak and queasy), but just the production of it all. The build up and hype of "surgery" and "hospital stay" and what to expect during recovery. I hear that the gas build up is one of the worst parts about it. That has me stressing about maybe I should lay off Coke until gas isn't a problem. Why add bubbles to a full stomach? I don't know. I'm rambling now and lucky for you, I probably won't have much time to post before Wednesday.
And now I'll get on with my list.
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