9 days out

I had my PBM last Wednesday but it seems like forever ago. The night before the surgery went relatively well. I cleaned my house like a crazy person and waited for my family to arrive. Once they got there we hung out a bit and since I felt pretty tired I tried to go to bed without taking an ambien. That didn't work so I got back up and took one. I should have given one to Dan because I know he didn't sleep at all that night. The morning was not too bad, just got up and hung out with the kids for a bit. That was a lot of coordination efforts going on like who was taking the kids to school, who was picking them up, which car will they have, etc. etc. So, we were all focused on that and not really what was to come. Everything else is kind of a blur and then I woke up from surgery. I know my family had a tough day in the waiting room. It took 5.5 hours but luckily the nurse was great about updating them throughout the day. It was a tough day for my mom for obvious reasons. When I got to my room I was feeling ok. I remember telling Dan and my sis that it was no big deal and the pain was not bad at all. Boy was I in for a rude awakening! Yikes. The next 4-5 days were pretty rough for me. Pretty rough for my family to watch me go through as well. Poor Dan slept on the floor because he was worried he would bump me. On Monday I noticed that things were slowly getting a little better each day. I could move my arms more and was able to get out of bed by myself. By Wednesday I was showering on my own and getting dressed by myself. Today I am starting to feel a little bit of my appettite return which is perfect since my family is being showered with food everyday night of the week from different friends, co-workers, and neighbors.

The one thing I do remember thinking or maybe even saying when I came out of surgery is, "Even though I literally feel like I have an elephant sitting on my chest I feel a huge sigh of relief right now" And that is the truth! I am so glad I can put this behind me and move forward each toward to getting back to my old self.