Day 3 Post-Op
Had a cup of watermelon and melon juice squeezed out of the fruit itself so I could take my antibiotic. I hate the feeling of the pill getting stuck in my stomach. Did my injection. Mom brought me some special plasters (waterproof) to put over dressings to enable me to shower. Very expensive at 2 euro a piece and I need 6 pieces so each shower will be costing me 12 euro (about 8 quid). Arggh! At least it won’t be forever.
I had very strong burping last night and it was so painful! I just hope it will all settle down soon. Today my shoulders/neck are painfree.
Mom summoned me upstairs as my daughter was misbehaving. As soon as I went there and smelled the food and saw the fridge laden with goodies, my will was bent. I opened the fridge and snacked on whatever was there: salami (I spat it out as it is impossible to chew well), seafood pieces (I chewed them well), ham. In the stove there was a big pot of basmati rice with chicken pieces. I fished some pieces out and put them on a little plate with two spoons of Total yoghurt. Mmm, what divine lunch! Then I had some chocolate and vanilla ice cream and because my daughter was jealous I went and took a second portion and shared it with her. A few hours later, exhausted from trying to keep up with a toddler, I tried to feed her some custard but she was not much interested in it as she was tired. Mom put her to bed at 5 pm and I snacked on some more chicken. I hated myself for having such low self control but loved the texture and taste of the chicken cubes as they melted in my mouth.
I came down to my flat and poured myself some pomegranate and grape juice without bits. For some reason, it is more painful to injest liquids than solids. I was led to believe it would be the other way round. However, I must remember the target of 2.5 litres of fluid a day (yeah, right!) My only consolation in this period of recovery is the Internet. My belly aches still as it is drawn downwards by gravity and the stitches are being stretched. Getting kicked by my daughter did not help either….
I had a mixed bowel movement much to my relief. I stole a glance to the mirror to see if my body was changing. Perhaps it is too early yet. But should I be worried for my earlier feeding frenzy? I am not supposed to eat anything solid at this stage, what am I doing? Have I spent all that money for nothing? Have I put myself under the knife for nothing? I am a bit disappointed in myself and my only excuse was that I was starving.
So the desire to eat the food remains... I must remember that.
It is 8.30 pm and I just warmed myself a cup of chicken broth which I am sipping slowly. I took my antibiotic and I can feel it is stuck in the narrow part of the stomach. It is hurting my insides. I wish I could pulverise the pill but it comes with strict instructions not to do so. *sigh* Still I only have to be on antibiotics for another few days.
Today I forgot to take my blood pressure pill. Sometimes I am totally unable to take care of myself. *double sigh* At least I transferred my blog entries and I can now start giving the link to friends. I wonder whether I have gone into too much detail but I want to remember the details. They are important to me. Now all that is left is to upload the pic of my belly with the dressings in the shape of a cross. Not sure how to do that but tomorrow is another day. Anyway I promised to ring my friend whose young son will be undergoing open heart surgery in two weeks' time.
I hope tonight I can sleep through. I hope my mind will be free of thoughts and worries. I hope my stomach will not feel like it is made of lead. I hope tomorrow I will feel perky and willing to do a bit of tidying up in the flat. I hope I can make this operation work for me.
Oh God, how I wish to be well, please help me be strong!
I had very strong burping last night and it was so painful! I just hope it will all settle down soon. Today my shoulders/neck are painfree.
Mom summoned me upstairs as my daughter was misbehaving. As soon as I went there and smelled the food and saw the fridge laden with goodies, my will was bent. I opened the fridge and snacked on whatever was there: salami (I spat it out as it is impossible to chew well), seafood pieces (I chewed them well), ham. In the stove there was a big pot of basmati rice with chicken pieces. I fished some pieces out and put them on a little plate with two spoons of Total yoghurt. Mmm, what divine lunch! Then I had some chocolate and vanilla ice cream and because my daughter was jealous I went and took a second portion and shared it with her. A few hours later, exhausted from trying to keep up with a toddler, I tried to feed her some custard but she was not much interested in it as she was tired. Mom put her to bed at 5 pm and I snacked on some more chicken. I hated myself for having such low self control but loved the texture and taste of the chicken cubes as they melted in my mouth.
I came down to my flat and poured myself some pomegranate and grape juice without bits. For some reason, it is more painful to injest liquids than solids. I was led to believe it would be the other way round. However, I must remember the target of 2.5 litres of fluid a day (yeah, right!) My only consolation in this period of recovery is the Internet. My belly aches still as it is drawn downwards by gravity and the stitches are being stretched. Getting kicked by my daughter did not help either….
I had a mixed bowel movement much to my relief. I stole a glance to the mirror to see if my body was changing. Perhaps it is too early yet. But should I be worried for my earlier feeding frenzy? I am not supposed to eat anything solid at this stage, what am I doing? Have I spent all that money for nothing? Have I put myself under the knife for nothing? I am a bit disappointed in myself and my only excuse was that I was starving.
So the desire to eat the food remains... I must remember that.
It is 8.30 pm and I just warmed myself a cup of chicken broth which I am sipping slowly. I took my antibiotic and I can feel it is stuck in the narrow part of the stomach. It is hurting my insides. I wish I could pulverise the pill but it comes with strict instructions not to do so. *sigh* Still I only have to be on antibiotics for another few days.
Today I forgot to take my blood pressure pill. Sometimes I am totally unable to take care of myself. *double sigh* At least I transferred my blog entries and I can now start giving the link to friends. I wonder whether I have gone into too much detail but I want to remember the details. They are important to me. Now all that is left is to upload the pic of my belly with the dressings in the shape of a cross. Not sure how to do that but tomorrow is another day. Anyway I promised to ring my friend whose young son will be undergoing open heart surgery in two weeks' time.
I hope tonight I can sleep through. I hope my mind will be free of thoughts and worries. I hope my stomach will not feel like it is made of lead. I hope tomorrow I will feel perky and willing to do a bit of tidying up in the flat. I hope I can make this operation work for me.
Oh God, how I wish to be well, please help me be strong!
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