Monday, December 11, 2006

Le Sigh...

Im bummed! I have to go in for a procedure to correct a minor complication of my surgery. If this complication is the cause of my feeling sooooo icky and nauseated all the time, then I guess I should be happy to have it done. I just hate that this all isnt going perfectly. Im the type of person that when something big is going to happen - I prepare. I read and research my brain out. So when things like this happens, my brain goes, "Wait just a freaking minute! I didnt prepare for this to happen!" ugh

Its called anastomosis stenosis. Basically there is scar tissue constricting the opening and connection of my intestines to my stomach-pouch. This makes anything I drink/eat sit in my tummy for too long...and my tummy wants to send it back up. I go in Wednesday morning to St. Francis in Federal Way where they will knock me out, send a scope down to my tummy and stretch the opening to my intestines with a balloon. Lovely, huh? Hopefully by Wednesday evening, all will be well and I will be back on the road of protein drinks and vitamins galore - making my recovery speed up a bit!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Still on the Mend...

Im still recovering from surgery and let me apologize now for all these posts about surgery and recovering. Thats all Im doing and thats all my life consists of..so, you get to hear about it.

This past week was/is really frustrating. Im sick of feeling sick. Well, not really like Im sick...just not normal. I want to move around, drive, play with my daughter, eat normal things, not be nauseated ALL the time, not hurt, - you know, just be...NORMAL. I appreciate all the help Im getting, but I hate having to have it. PLUS...I lost my Rook and Monroe. That really pisses me off. I had to take out all piercings for the surgery. I got my Rook done in Las Vegas and I hate that I will have to get it redone anywhere else. About 5 days after surgery I tried to put them all back in and those two just refused to cooperate. *SNIFF*

I have major cabin fever also. Today hopefully I can go see Apocolypto with my Dad. He hardly ever goes to the "THEE-ater Showhouse" as he calls it so its always fun to go with him.

So Im just sorta blah and more blah. But I know I am mending. I actually took a shower without ANY assistance today. Its always a milestone when you can scrub your booty without intervention.

One unpleasant thing has started... keytosis. I know because I have an awful taste in my mouth constantly. Its not really bad breath - (imagine my relatives having to check my breath because Im so paranoid.) - Its just a really icky , fuzzy taste.

Im also supposed to be getting down vitamins and protein shakes, but I just cant right now. Even water makes me nauseated. Plus the protein drinks are gagarific. Mom Botts is nagging me TO DEATH about it. She is a vitamin ho for sure and in her eyes if you arent taking vitamins, then you are doomed for painful death. Imagine now that I dont eat anything, AND not taking vitamins. OMG she's on a warpath. If she ever asks, YES you are taking vitamins and YES you are pooping regularly.

Thats it for now.... Thanks again for all your well wishes, cards, and emails!

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Ok, so I was wrong...

I really did think I was Superwoman and I would be all recovered and healthy by now. I am still in considerable pain, so I called my surgeon's office yesterday. "Um..Im still in pain, is this right? Is there something wrong?" She said, "Well *pause for a slight chuckle*, I will pass your question onto your doctor, but honey you had MAJOR surgery. You are going to hurt for a couple weeks at least. I had the same surgery as you and it took me a while to get back up on my feet." A WHILE!? I mean I know I had surgery, but even having an emergency c-section didnt set me this far back. *sigh* Its not like I want to go out and operate heavy machinery or anything, but just being able to get up and walk to the potty myself would be nice.

Speaking of all that help I need, I should take a quick second and thank everyone for coming over and helping me so much. Even my dad, who has a crazy work schedule has come over a few times and spent the night while Troy was working so Juju and I wouldnt be alone. My mom, my sister, and my mother in law have spent great amounts of time helping my crippled booty while I heal. Everything from feeding Troy and Juju to cleaning my house, to helping me walk around, to taking and entertaining a two year old who misses her mommy horribly. I appreciate it all. Thanks Fam!


The newest snafu in my recovery is I believe I pulled the muscle in my chest wall. It REALLLLLY hurts too. I think I did that by trying to do too much on my own. *sheepish look*

All my staples are out, including the stray one they forgot and I had to have my PCP do it. It took about 3 seconds and the total time in the office was about 7 minutes, including waiting. I paid an office call for that.....bastards!


Ive started my vitamins and protein drinks, (stop nagging me Mom Botts!) and it has been difficult. If you could imagine your stomach being the size of about 1oz and having to take vitamins plus 4 protein drinks a day... PLUS 64 ozs of water. How do you fit it all in!? There isnt enough time in the day! But eventually, Im told it will happen. In the meantime Im getting down what I can, walking the length of my house until the snow and ice melts and sucking down pain meds like mad.