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Journal (May 2003) - post-op

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My Journal for May 2003

May 28, 2003
Well, well, well...  Look who's still alive and kickin'.  That's right, it's me!  I've gotten so many letters and messages on my board that I figured it would be easier to just respond to every one here, seeing as you've all pretty much asked how I'm doing.  Well, my second day out the motto was "Kill Me".  I reacted terribly to the anesthesia, making me sick for days every time I received medicine.  Besides that, however, everything went pretty well.  I was up talking the day of surgery and sat up in my wheelchair for an hour on the second day, though not very willingly.  I came home on Thursday.  Being too scared to be carried up the stairs in our home, I foolishly decided to try and crawl in the back door, only four steps high.  It took me about ten minutes to get sitting on the kitchen floor where it was a two-man effort (besides my own) to get me into the wheelchair again.  The drugs I was on were fantastic and quickly alleviated all pain.  Then on Saturday night I fell in the shower, but didn't get hurt, thankfully.  On Monday night I pulled a muscle getting out of the shower that still hurts today, but only when I sneeze.  I thought I had torn something at first, but it seems to be fine, so I'm not really worried about it.  Probably the most amazing thing is that I know I've lost a substantial amount of weight already.  I'm not bloated, my "breasts" aren't as large (woo hoo!), and my belly doesn't poke out beneath my t-shirts.  My family keeps telling me how obvious it is, but I don't know.  I don't even think about the numbers and I just figure it is what it is.  Probably the hardest part is when my family has dinner and all I've had to eat is Jello all day long.  They get pizza and sloppy-joes and I get a mix of protein and pudding.  Oh God, it smells so good I could just drop dead from temptation!  But I'm never hungry.  I never want to eat.  In fact, being home alone today, I've only had about two teaspoons of Jello and it's already 2PM.  I also no longer have heartburn, which is a godsend.  I also stopped taking my pain medication two days ago because I just don't need it.   I would have to say that the second worst part of it all is sleeping.  I'm used to sleeping on my stomach and side and haven't been able to as of yet.  I've tried, but I can never stay in position for more than a minute or so without pain.  It's impossible to get all the water in that I need to drink, too, but I'm trying.  Well, that's my life so far.  Exciting, huh?  I knew you thought so!  See ya on the flip side!

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