It’s Friday now, and there’s not much more to report. I’m surprised that I’m not already starting to feel better, and I have to keep reminding myself that after each boy was born, I was in the hospital for 4 days and only came home in the afternoon of the 4th day, so now is only about the time I would have come home from the hospital. And I would have a newborn to care for, to distract me and to take up all my attention. Between the baby and the cooing and cuddling and nursing and diapers and the snatches of the second or two of sleep you can grab, no wonder I don’t remember much about the pain of the surgery itself after each child was born.
I’m sleeping a lot more than I had expected to. The pain pills are tricky- I can take 1 or 2 every 4 hours; when I take 1 it barely numbs the edge of the pain, but if I take 2 it knocks me out within minutes. I’m trying to eat enough to not get any side effects, but I still have to take 12-hr Gravol twice a day and I’m still having dizzy/nausea spells.
Wednesday night I was able to watch tv for the first time and caught up on some America’s Got Talent with Yannick. One hour was enough for me, and it was back up to bed. Yesterday hit me hard with 2 dizzy spells, and the only thing that makes them pass is to sleep it off, so that’s pretty much all I did. I took off the bandages for the first time so I could shower, and had two surprises when first a few spots started bleeding (scaring the crap out of me…but I think it was just a scab that got pulled off with the bandage) and then noticing that I had 18 STAPLES! The nurses had told me I didn’t need anyone to come take staples out, like I’d had done on the 5th day post-babies, because I didn’t HAVE any staples. They said it was all stitches, and it would be fine to wait until I see the surgeon for a follow-up next Thurs (10th day post-op). Well huh- 18 shiny staples, all in a row. Fun…
I leave you with this photo of Jakob from Sunday night. Apparently he did the hair pomade thing himself. 🙂