|Five days post-op.|
|My bed partners on the left of me.|
|Bed partners on the right. Hey, I'm in good company!|
During this time — because I wasnt suffering with nausea and side affects — we learned that it takes my body over an hour to absorb medication. Even an IV is not instant relief. So it took a few days to find the proper regimen of drugs to keep me comfortable and yet not put me in a drug-induced coma. I dont get why people enjoy drugs to the point of abusing them.
Being fully drugged was an uncomfortable feeling for me. I want the pain controlled so that I can function. Not only physically for my therapy sessions, but mentally as well. Too much of this stuff and I was having conversations with my mother and Marie.. at the same time.. in my kitchen! Like a dream, but I was awake. I also took myself on shopping trips. Packages are beginning to arrive and I have no clue when I ordered them or what I was thinking. It looks like it will be a great Christmas for my family and the totes for A&S are really cool.
|Cara being good. What a sweetheart!|
This time, with pain under control, I'm thinking I could try sitting at the computer in a few days. Right now, I see where the walls need touch up paint. The bedroom might work better if I move the dresser. Wondering if the septic is on an auto schedule for annual dumping? Have all the proposals arrived for Portland? Is it time to change the color scheme on the web? My mind is clear and racing. And then it's time for PT, pain meds and a nap.