I am forcing myself to eat Pizza right now. The first bite of solid food is never as glamorous as I think it will be. I didn't have much of an appetite before surgery, and now I'm really trying to eat just because I know they need to see more progress before I can leave.
Yesterday was an extremely rough day. It was a combination of having not slept Monday or Tuesday and my pain not feeling like it was being managed right. I could barely open my eyes yesterday and in fact did not get out of bed once, which they hate to see. It's the most frustrating experience. I'm being pumped with pain meds and anti-nausea meds and they expect me to be up, walking around, and eating. All I want to do right now is go to sleep and go home. But there's a long way to go before that is an option.
It's still very hard to type and read, so that's all for now.
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