I had surgery on Thursday to repair a hernia. I have not been in the best of shape for writing despite the fact that I have a couple interesting topics lined up for discussion. I'll get to those later. I had been scheduled for this surgery for a while now and it's finally over. Except, it's not really over. There's this thing called recovery and let me tell you, it sucks. I am always in a little bit of pain. The pain meds do bad things to me even when I take them. I'm tired all the time. I can only walk around for so long before I want to go lay down again. I get restless. I cannot lift things. It's difficult to bend down and pick things up from the floor because it hurts. I am not the most patient invalid.
I am thankful that I have such a patient, kind hubsand to take care of me through all this.
So far, recovery has been going pretty good. I know, I complain. But look, I am typing on the computer three days after I got cut open and sewn back together. That's something!
Oh yes, you know how you hear all those horror stories of people being awake through their operation. I was awake during mine. I remember it. I remember the doctors standing over me talking and asking for various instruments. I don't think they knew I was aware of them. But I was. I was so groggy that I did not get scared or anything. I just lay there and let the whole thing go on. It was kind of interesting really. I wondered if I would be able to withstand the anastesia and I was.
Soon I will be fully recovered and more able to do things than before I had the surgery. I am looking forward to that day.