A good day.....

I got to leave the house today! My first ride in the car since my ride home from the hospital 11 days ago. I watched my 7 year old Mitchie play in his last Little League game while I sat in the front seat of my parents car. My father parked in such a way that I could clearly see the field. I'm not quite sure how the town busy body found me...but she did and wanted to know everything. I clearly did not want to be seen, but when you go out in public...you have to be prepared for the worst.

I had PT this morning and she said I'm progressing well. I asked her if I am where I am supposed to be and she said I was. Being that I couldn't walk without crutches even if I wanted to......it seems light years away from getting back to normalcy. She assured me all was on course and it takes time. The visiting nurse came for her last visit today unless something comes up. She checked the incision and told me how to handle my brutal constipation (this is the reality when you are taking opiates). I had to drink magnesium citrate which is like the most tart soda you could ever drink. 1/2 bottle of that and you will be on the pot within 30 minutes......guaranteed! LOL. Being that it was successful in the end......I was so relieved and felt like a new person. Another day.......but I am starting to feel better and I can now really feel the difference.

BOGIE

Isn't he just the cutest ever??!!! How do you say no to that face?

"The Daily Gash"...back by popular demand!

If you are thoroughly grossed out by my daily incisional shots.....it might be wise not to follow my blog. It's hard to see how well it's healed with the steri-strips still attached. They will stay there until they are ready to come off themselves....which can be many weeks. I can see how well the scab is forming though and that is a good thing. I have no redness at the incision and it hurts less each day! I took a shower today on my trusty (I hope) bath stool. It's actually fun to sit and take a shower....I wish I'd thought of this before! It is scary though as I am always thinking I will slip in there. Usually my Mom helps me with this whole operation of getting undressed and getting in and out of the tub shower. I feel like a new woman when I get out! So refreshed. Who knew taking a shower would be so exciting? I am getting cabin fever like you read about. I haven't left the house since I got home last Tuesday. I did walk up and down my brick pathway outside, but it's rained pretty much every day, so I can't go out there if it's wet.

This is how I put my socks and/or anti-blood clotting tights on (not sure of the medical term, but they are basically there to keep the blood from pooling up inside my leg). Now I am officially a granny......sock helper stick and all!!!!! LOL. I cannot wait for all this to be behind me!

frustration setting in....

I don't know what i expected....but I guess I never thought I'd feel so vulnerable. I knew I'd be weak and that I would be limited in what I could do. I am starting to feel kind of depressed and sad right now. My parents are being wonderful......my husband is helping too and so are the kids so I am not alone. I should be thankful that I am doing so well and walking with crutches. However, I can't lift my leg from a laying position straight up. Not even a centimeter. It's the most frustrating feeling......to lose the ability to lift your leg any way you want. I can lift it in other directions, but I still feel so weak. I'm doing my PT twice per day and trying to walk in circles around the house as much as possible. I am impossibly impatient! I am also so cooped up! Get me outta here....LOL.

Our new puppy's name is....

BOGIE. As in Humphrey Bogart (Bogie), not the bogey in golf. He's the best little puppy I ever met . He's added so much light and fun around here. When all of us are wondering what to do (there are quite a few of us around the house lately including my parents, dh and the kids)...we just look at Bogie and he makes us laugh. He doesn't bark....he makes this little squeaky noise. He'll sleep with you (on you) at anytime and he like molds into whatever position you put him in. He pees and poops outside and never whines. He's like the perfect puppy (at least for now!). Now about that GASH........here is the latest in my series of updates. 6-13-09 seems that bruising is becoming more reddish. The actual incision is looking less bloody. Sorry about the stretchmarks.....they are just par for the course...lol.

About the dead hummingbird :( Our cat caught this hummingbird and killed it! How does one actually catch a hummingbird??? Quite amazing I think. That poor little, beautiful and peaceful creature didn't harm anyone and along comes the mean cat and grabs him!

he's here!

Our new puppy is home safe and sound! He's been cuddling with me all morning. A complete sweetheart. He chews on my fingers, but he's gentle and we got him a little hedgehog squeeky toy and a hard plastic chew bone. He seems well-nourished, socialized and happy. He was raised around 3 boys...so he's used to all the kids we have.

Dave hasn't named him yet. He wants to wait until he sees his true personality. I'm one that names something right away....I don't think something should go nameless longer than a few hours. Arrrrghhhhh......I want to name him "River" because of the cool winding stripe on his head or even "Harley" since we just bought one a few months ago.

I woke up with a little numbness in my operated foot. Not sure if that's normal....it went away once I stood up. Feeling a little tired today.

End of Day 6 Post-Op

My daughter took this lovely picture of me......I haven't put on any make-up or a bra since I was in the hospital. Ok, sharing way too much here. Also....a pic of my incision today....the bruise on it is getting darker and yellow. No redness, so looking good at least from a "medical" standpoint...lol. My children are scared of me...I joke you not. My 4 year old hasn't gone near me since he saw me in the hospital!