Today my goal was to shave my legs...good Lord! I did a decent job enough, so I was happy. I ran out of comfy shorts to wear so I had to ask for help with the laundry. My mother in law was here helping and that was OK but somewhat awkward. Towards the end when she left I appreciated the help so much. On day 2, my husband came home for lunch and I burst into tears. I hadn't felt good at all in the morning. The nurse called to check on me and told me to take the pain pills, so I did take one to rest. My abdominal muscles are still very sore. I had one incision that came open the first night. I think it was because I bent over to pick up something in the bathroom of the hospital- I know, I know, but I was just embarrassed. As much as I have been in pain and a big baby about things, I definitely feel better today. I had a hard time sitting at breakfast as my waist and belly button hurts so bad. It is not red and infected anymore, so I think I am in the clear.
I want my house back, my dogs to snuggle, my shows on the TV, not worry about looking normal for my guests, and to be able to reach my toes soon without weird pains. So far, I'm getting there. Now if there was an imaginary laundry fairy. Tomorrow my mom comes to visit so that is nice.
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