On The Mend

Today was a much better day than the day before and I'm hoping that tomorrow will be better than today.

I am still on such medication that I'm forced to lay around groggy most of the day and end up wide awake in the middle of the night waiting on my night medications to take effect.

I think I have watched enough "Everybody Loves Raymond" to know that I, for one, am glad that I don't have to deal with in-laws and a meddling family. I think some opinions would be welcome, but all the time with the unsolicited advice from the nosy mom across the street? It does make for funny television though. The plastic on the sofa? LOL . I don't know how I managed to miss this show when it was in regular broadcast.

Mark was off to Minneapolis this morning and left me with nurse maid Kelli, who took very good care of me today. She made me breakfast, lunch and dinner & I went for a couple of walks to the corner and back to keep things moving along.

I am really hoping to be back to work by Saturday, but I don't think I'm going to be rushing things and listen to my body; it'll tell me when I'm ready.

That brings me to my next point of listening to your body and that inner voice we all have that tells us what we should or should not do. If your body is telling you it does not feel right; kick and scream until someone listens to you. They wanted to send me home the day after the first surgery, telling me everything was "normal". Had I listen to them, I might have died. Maybe a little dramatic; I believe that I could have really gotten a bad infection and truly could have died had gotten bad enough, especially if I kept reassuring myself what the Dr.'s were telling me, "Oh it's normal, the pain will go away in time."

In short, listen to your body. Don't let them dismiss you so easily. If you know something is not right, you know something is not right. Keep at it until you know things are right. We can only do what we can do. They are only going to do what they "have" to do. Michael's [Crumpton] dad had all this crazy footage of stint wiring left in his body after a routine surgery, he almost died. Had he not insisted that more test be run, he could and would have died.

If I'm going, I'm going kicking and screaming all the way.

Here's to good health.

Drowsy now, nighty night.