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Monday, June 27, 2005

Just for SallyJo

I now live in fear that Stacy and Clinton are just around the corner, ready to give me rules for appropriate, sexy clothing and make-up that one should wear when recovering from surgery. I'm actually having nightmares about them.

And I'm only confessing that to you, SallyJo...
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My brother had these flowers sent to my hospital room. (they're wilted in this shot, but they were really, really beautiful)


GBs bosses hand delivered these plants (hard to tell from the picture, but this is really quite a large display)


My work? This is what they sent


Yeah. Can't wait to rush back to them.

In the meantime, I am still taking my percoset, but I discovered that rather than take the full amount that I'm allowed, and then be in massive pain by the time I'm allowed it again, if I break the pills up and take them at regular intervals throughout the day, I can stay in a lovely drug-induced haze without ever going over my max. My body temperature isn't doing so great with regulating, causing either hot flashes or cold sweats, and because they had to do stuff to my parathyroids my calcium levels are off, so my legs, arms, and lips are all falling asleep at random intervals.

Aslan is glued to my side, and Oscar won't let anyone near me, and my voice is still very weak. I look very much like something the cat dragged in, ate, hair-balled back up, then tried to cover up (hence the Stacey and Clinton nightmares) and when we went in this morning to get more bloodwork done (to keep an eye on the narcaleptic limbs) the nurse said "So, did you have a good weekend?"

Hm... A good weekend?

I said "well, I might have, but I've been on percoset the whole time so I don't remember."

What a stupid question.

For my part, I am being an excellent patient and haven't complained about the channel flipping that is going on when GB has the remote that makes me carsick, and I didn't even remind him that he shouldn't feel obligated to hit each and every pothole in Baltimore at full speed when he's driving me to doctor's appointments.

I know. I'm even more saintly than you realized.

I can only knit about two rows at a time before it makes me dizzy, and spinning is pretty much out of the question with that kind of mental state, so I've got my Colin Firth DVD of Pride and Prejudice to settle down with that my lovely nurse/husband bought for me to recover with while he goes off to work for part of the day.

And so, until I can prop myself up again, I leave you with a picture of the tiny friends that were held, one in each hand, through the surgery. Marfa sent them to me, and Trevor and Aslan each agreed that they were reasonable understudies.

11 Comments:

Anonymous dragonridermom aka debbie said...

I am so glad you are home and on your way to recovery. Isn't it wonderful how comforting our animals can be at times like these? And they don't tend to get on your nerves like even the most well meaning 'human nurse'. Hang in there babe!!

11:07 AM  
Blogger Stitchy McYarnpants said...

I'm so happy everything went well! It sounds like you're feeling rather craptacular, but hopefully it will pass quickly. Then you can get back to work and thank them for nothing. :)

My procedure went really well, no complications and I got to relax for the rest of the day. Thanks for the good vibes, they totally worked!

12:32 PM  
Anonymous Linda said...

Yay, you sound like you are doing great considering the circumstances. Sounds like you should quit your job when you get better though.

1:12 PM  
Blogger --Deb said...

Just hang on to those kitties--they'll make you feel better. It sounds like they're working hard at it--isn't that a reassuring thing?

1:39 PM  
Blogger snowballinhell said...

I'm glad to hear you're holding up moderately well! Take the remote away from the well-meaning GB, though. Right away.

5:11 PM  
Blogger vi said...

now all you got to do is recover
feel better amie
vi

9:35 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Umm, well, thanks.
A little voice inside me is saying "Thank goodness for aliases."
Thunderstorm here. Go with the percoset flow.
sallyjo

9:47 PM  
Blogger Ada said...

I hope you feel better soon!!

6:22 AM  
Blogger Kristi said...

Good to see you home again and recovering. :)

6:27 AM  
Anonymous Catherine said...

And I thought I was the only one who was afraid of being ambushed by Stacey and Clinton ......

7:30 AM  
Blogger Donna said...

So glad you are home where the babies can take good care of you! Love and hugs to you, Amie!

9:16 AM  

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