Well, it's been 5 days since the surgery. I guess by anyone's standards I'm doing fine. I'm still a bit anxious to hear the pathology report - and I will find that out on Wednesday at my appointment. I'm not expecting anything too terrible, it's just the unknown of it all. I'm still not getting around the best. Kind of like a little old man - holding my tummy so it won't fall off! I had my first sneezes and coughs this morning - I don't want any more of that! Felt like my incision was going to blast apart - but it didn't - still sewn and stapled together.
My tumm is also swollen. I've been doing some research into everything and I guess that's normal too. It's embarassing to say that I'm having the hardest time doing the simplest personal tasks. Use your imagination for that, but I know it will get easier with time. I don't want to wish time away, so I'm going to have to find something to occupy me until it gets easier. So, blogging? Maybe it will help pass some of it.
So today - slept fitfully through the night. Still sleeping in the living room on the borrowed recliner (thanks, Audrey!) It's allowing me to get up and down easier until the incision heals some more. The Doc says I don't really need that, but after all, he's not the one who's doing the up and down thing, is he? So...both times I woke up, the dogs look at me like "is it time for potty?" So, of course I oblige. Unfortunately, yesterday we had the most snow we've had all year, so I could only stand on the porch and hope that they would listen to me. They did. I feel badly for the "boys" (henceforth cows and goat), as I am unable to go outside and feed them. They are so used to their early morning late evening feedings - Daddy has them on once a day. I'm still not eating normally - just nibbling here and there or "grazing". Trying to drink more so that my food will "flow" through my body better and make a "clean exit". Clever, huh? So, going for my comfort food tonight - Hamburger Mac - or cheeseburger macaroni as most say. It's my most comforting meal. Reminds me of my mom, believe it or not. She wasn't much of a cook, but she made a mean Hamburger Mac, and it made her feel accomplished that I loved it. I'm also going to take my first shower at home today (I'm starting to smell a bit), then I should feel a little more "normal"
