It's nearly impossible for me to believe that Shelly's last post was on Friday, and now it's Monday evening. A lot's happened in a few days!
I was discharged from the hospital about noon on Saturday with a wide assortment of pain medication and assorted other meds to speed my recovery. The attitude towards "pain management" is to keep the patient as pain-free as possible and get me up and walking and moving and doing as much for myself as I can, and the approach seems to be a good one because I feel wonderful.
My basic medication schedule is to take meds every 3 hours, and sleep about half of that. So I'm up and down all night and all day, but I don't need assistance in and out of bed or to or from the bathroom or anything like that. Yes, my brain is a little fuzzy [Okay, a lot fuzzy] but that's usually good for a few laughs.
Shelly takes me for a little walk every day, and thankfully the weather's cooperated. I'm not very hungry most of the time, so her other important responsibility is to make sure that I eat something. This morning I took a shower all by myself, and it rates right up there with some of the world's finest showers.
One of the most unpleasant but important exercises is to breathe into an odd-looking breathing apparatus. I'm sure it has a name, but I don't know it, and it looks unusual enough that I think I might head down some maze I can't get myself out of it I tried to come up a descriptive term. There are surgical stitches all around my right side, from the edge of my ribs in front, curling down and back up to sort of the lower middle right in the back. And while the stitches are tender, they're not nearly as sore as they were just 36 hours ago. AND it's getting easier to move the little indicator on the unnamed breathing toy, which is the goal.
Shelly is staying with me until Wednesday, then Sherri for a few days until the pass is safe for Kate to cross from Northern Idaho. I'm probably ready to start receiving short visits, if you promise to remember that I tire easily. Call ahead of time to be sure it's one of my "awake" times!
Missing everyone -- Marcee
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