AuburnChick's Adventures

You know, I really hesitated before hitting the “Publish” button for yesterday’s post.

I wondered if the topic was a little TMI for public consumption.

While I don’t know what people were thinking when they read it, I did receive a number of texts and other messages encouraging me to 1) Keep taking my meds, so I could 2) Stay ahead of the pain, and 3) To consider taking a stool softener to help with my plumbing problem.

Thank you, all, for validating my choice of writing topics!  I felt a bit empowered and definitely supported!!

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Thank you, too, for your prayers.

Yesterday was a much better day for me.  I woke up at 6:15 for my medicine, and boy did I feel groggy.  The thing about me waking up early each day is that I haven’t been able to go back to sleep.

I called for the Mr. to escort me to the restroom.  We still aren’t at the point where I can be trusted to walk alone.  Thank goodness he was there.  I was very wobbly on my crutches, but I got there and back with his help.

After spending a couple more hours in my chair, waiting for the Mr. to get up, I watched TV and blogged.

Later, after he’d gone to the grocery store, I felt up to eating an apple.  It was huge and more than I’d eaten yesterday.  Let’s just say that it got my plumbing running!  I wanted to celebrate like a child learning how to potty train.  I actually asked the Mr. if I could have candy as a reward.  Ha!

Then, I decided to get a bath.

Let me tell you, a person takes a lot for granted until something happens.  The ability to take a shower, unaided, has become one of those things that I will appreciate from this point forward.  I have a shower chair from when Chicky had her first ACL surgery eons ago.  It’s been a lifesaver.  I also have a pull-out shower nozzle that has been worth every penny.

Being able to indulge in my Bath and Body Works shower gel made me feel pretty.  At least I wasn’t stinky any more! Putting on clean clothes also helped my mental health.

I napped for about an hour while the Mr. went out for a bit of Black Friday shopping.  Sleeping has been very healing for me.

When he returned, I spent the rest of the day watching football.  He fixed me a hearty lunch of crackers and soup, which stayed down.  Later, for dinner, he fixed his first real meal for me…

You should have seen the Mr.’s face.  He was so proud of himself!  He reads labels very carefully to ensure that everything is vegan-friendly.

He’s a keeper.

Here’s what my plate looked like…

Oh word, but I was full after that!

I did enjoy a bit of dessert later, though…the last piece of the Brownie Bottom Peanut Butter Cheesecake I’d made the week before…

Going down on my pain meds definitely helped me feel better, even if the pain that I felt did go up a bit throughout the day.  At this point, I was deciding between nausea and pain.  It was a tough choice.  I think I balanced it well, though.

The longer I go through this recovery process, the more I learn.

It’s not going to be easy.

There are going to be surprises along the way.

I am going to have to give myself some serious time to heal.

I don’t know why, but I thought I’d be able to pop up and run with it once I got a cast.

Yeah, that sound is the universe laughing at me…again.

And so as I learn these lessons, so will you, if you stick with me.  You never know when you’ll be able to share the information with someone later or when someone will have the same injury and will google to look for answers…and happen upon this here blog.

So I write…while I continue my never-ending version of Groundhog Day.

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