Dear lord. I have slept and slept and I am still tired but I don’t want to sleep anymore. But I will. After a quick post.
There is an old wives tale that day three after surgery is the worst and I believe it. My whole body aches. If feels like I have the Flu but I know this is just more or less normal after surgery. I finally had the mother of all poops and god that felt good. I had been sleeping and woke up to the sounds of my husband having a bath and I though, “Oh, shit”. Oh, shit indeed because I needed that bathroom. I girded my loins and did the slowest sprint ever to the downstairs bathroom. So I am no longer constipated but I do have a headache and my throat is sore and an upset stomach. It feels like I have been wrestling with Hulk Hogan. This is probably why they kept you in the hospital for a week before now. Though I wouldn’t go there if you paid me because it seems you get sicker the longer your spend in there. Am I rambling? I am.
And I looked back at some of the comments I have left on your blogs and my grammar and spelling! oi!
When I left the hospital I was given all the leftovers in my room. They even gave me the box of Kleenex. Those sand paper White Swan brand. Also, 9 pairs of mesh panties. What the hell am I supposed to do with 9 pairs of mesh panties?
OK, that’s all I’ve got. Sleep now.