15 September 2015
kind of quiet on the western front.
i've been laying pretty low lately ..
literally. and with good reason.
a couple weeks back i was experiencing
pain in my lower right abdomen.
thinking i pulled a muscle while
lifting something i didn't give it much
until last wednesday morning,
at which time i woke my husband
asking him to stay home from work
and instead take me to the doctor.
i made the doc appointment then called
back to speak to the advice nurse
who strongly encouraged me to head
to the emergency room. he called ahead
so they were expecting me.
once there, i was quickly checked in
and tests began, blood drawn,
doctors prodded, nurses administered
care and pain med ..
it was about an hour after my
ct scan with dye that the surgeon came
in with the news that indeed my
appendix was rude and required removal.
so at 4:30 on wednesday i went
night night and under the knife.
i remember struggling to wake
after surgery and my husband asking
if i'd like an ice chip ... oh yes.
after the first ice chip i guess
i said, "tastes like steak."
people say the strangest things
while under the influence of anesthesia.
i went home the next day and while
i'm healing, i realize that i'm not
a spring chicken any longer and
healing takes a bit more time.
none of this bouncing back stuff.
i'm napping a lot, walking, able
of course to do little things in the house,
loving on my pooch, and relishing
when my hubs comes home from work.
i'm not a fan of codeine so taking
that Rx was amazingly short lived.
tylenol until i no longer need it
which will be today most likely.
my follow up appointment is friday,
so hoping for a gold star.
i'm disappointed though that
hello kitty bandaids weren't used
on my incisions.
i may have pouted.