The surgery was successful. I feel better each day, but still don’t feel like me. I ended up staying two nights in the hospital, due to complications I don’t really want to get into right now. I spent the first week sleeping in a recliner because I couldn’t get into or out of bed. The past three? nights have been spent in our bed.
My stomach is still swollen, so it always feels like I have a really heavy book attached to my abs. Especially when I am lying flat on my back, which I rarely ever do.
What I find most annoying is how tired I get…doing nothing. If I sit for too long in anything other than a recliner, I sleep for hours. If I walk for any length of time, it’s even worse.
Coughing is the worst thing that happens to me, I am grateful that I haven’t had to sneeze yet. Basically, anything that is out of my control hurts. Sneezing, coughing, bumpy roads. (No I am not driving yet.) Anything that moves my abs hurts.
I’ve also drugged myself up more this recovery than any other surgery I’ve had. I take Percocet pretty much every day, and if I try to do too much one day I end up taking more.
This past Friday, I had the great idea to go to a neighborhood garage sale. I was feeling better than I had felt, the doctor gave me the green light to start walking, and it was a nice day. With each stop, I got into and out of the car slower, and slower. And my walking pace resembled an 89-year-old man. (hunched over and everything)
I slept the entire next day. It was like I was back in the hospital again. Awake for an hour, asleep for three.
I’ve never been good with baby steps. I’m too stubborn.