Re-entering the Real World
The last 10 days have passed by in a drug-induced haze of pain and sleep. It's been so strange. Who knew the surgeon was actually serious when he said 7-10 days worth of round the clock pain meds and that I would be unable to take care of children?
I most certainly didn't take him seriously enough!
I'm happy to say that I am finally starting to feel better, weaning myself slowly off the pain meds, and can finally use my voice again . . . a little. It still hurts to talk for any length of time, but it's getting better. Yesterday was the first day that I alternated some Tylenol in with the narcotics and did not spend all my time on the couch with ice packs on my throat and heating pads on my ears.
Brian was a t.r.o.o.p.e.r. and took great care of me and the kids. Even after my big surgeries and chemo, I managed to do more for my family then than I have in the last week. For the first time ever, I did not even send the kids off to school in the mornings. They made their own lunches, got themselves ready, fed themselves breakfast and headed out. They each kinda thought they were big stuff to do it on their own, which makes me both laugh and also feel slightly unnecessary at the same time.
Who knows! I might even slap some make-up on today. My family probably won't even recognize me after all this time.
Believe me, there was no computer time happening since surgery, but here are a couple of pages I finished up in January.
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