Recovery: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly
So I am 9 days post-op. I am off pain meds, walking around the block, wearing make up and jewelry, and driving on my own. And I am only 9 days post-op!!!! This does not mean I could run a marathon. Ok, I have never been able to run a marathon due to my massive chest that beat me up but perhaps I could give it a go now.
Now for the downside of recovery...
I am in lots of pain and wait until 7 AM and 7 PM so I can take more Aleve. I get tired after walking around Target. I am stuck in bed yet I feel great. My house is a total disaster. My husband is probably frowning as he reads this. He is doing his best but let's face it, he is no house wife! I have Julie arriving in 2 days and her bed isn't even made, her mini fridge isn't stocked with her favorite treats, her bathroom isn't cleaned. And I can't lift anything heavier than a comb or brush. So I sit in bed watching Grey's Anatomy reruns, pinning on Pinterest, and Facebook stalking my sister's friend's brother's cousin's dog! My poor husband is working all day and has to come home to refill my drink since lifting a 2 Liter bottle of Ginger Ale is not allowed, cook supper, and somehow have this house cleaned before Saturday. I am going crazy!!! I wish I was still on pain meds and felt like I had just had major surgery so I didn't feel so bad for lying in bed all day long.
Now onto the upside of this surgery...
I have not complained of back pain in 9 days. Adam brought me ice cream the other night as I was sitting in the living room. Typically I would rest it on my chest as I ate it but I couldn't because there was nothing there for it to rest on! The bottoms of my shirts are not 2 inches shorter in the front than the back. Adam could not play football with a straw wrapper and my cleavage at lunch the other day. After eating, I don't have crumbs down my shirt and food on my chest. I feel amazing despite the huge incisions and the massive pain. This was the best decision I have ever made.
Now for the downside of recovery...
I am in lots of pain and wait until 7 AM and 7 PM so I can take more Aleve. I get tired after walking around Target. I am stuck in bed yet I feel great. My house is a total disaster. My husband is probably frowning as he reads this. He is doing his best but let's face it, he is no house wife! I have Julie arriving in 2 days and her bed isn't even made, her mini fridge isn't stocked with her favorite treats, her bathroom isn't cleaned. And I can't lift anything heavier than a comb or brush. So I sit in bed watching Grey's Anatomy reruns, pinning on Pinterest, and Facebook stalking my sister's friend's brother's cousin's dog! My poor husband is working all day and has to come home to refill my drink since lifting a 2 Liter bottle of Ginger Ale is not allowed, cook supper, and somehow have this house cleaned before Saturday. I am going crazy!!! I wish I was still on pain meds and felt like I had just had major surgery so I didn't feel so bad for lying in bed all day long.
This is what I see while stuck in bed...
My lap desk with coloring books, a laptop, snoring puppies, and Grey's on the TV.
Now onto the upside of this surgery...
I have not complained of back pain in 9 days. Adam brought me ice cream the other night as I was sitting in the living room. Typically I would rest it on my chest as I ate it but I couldn't because there was nothing there for it to rest on! The bottoms of my shirts are not 2 inches shorter in the front than the back. Adam could not play football with a straw wrapper and my cleavage at lunch the other day. After eating, I don't have crumbs down my shirt and food on my chest. I feel amazing despite the huge incisions and the massive pain. This was the best decision I have ever made.
