Archive for ‘Surgery’

June 4, 2011

Physio, Knitting & New e-Book

Hello My-Sorely-Neglected-But-Still-So-Dear-Readers,

It has been too long since I posted. There hasn’t been anything overly exciting going on, the days just seem to have been slipping by. I have been trying to sleep more, a futile quest as I have discovered. I have still been walking, of course, and I have a backlog of pics to share, so some new S. Walks posts will be coming in the next couple of days. Beyond lying in bed most days for hours, I did start physio this week!! I am sore, exhausted and just a bit discouraged. I have noticed that I am even more lethargic when I don’t have your wonderful comments to read and encouragement to lift  my spirits…

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May 7, 2011

The Hospital

Me After Surgery - Notice the black eye?

Hi!

So I figured I had interlude-ed enough, and would really like to get back to the story. It is weird, I am almost haunted to finish it now. It is like I will have accomplished something if I just finish this story… Silly really, but true. So, here goes…

I woke up from my surgery about ten hours after I went under. Of course, I had woken up before this, it is standard procedure for a nurse to wake you every 15 minutes or so after you have undergone anesthesia to do breathing exercises in order to clear your lungs, but this was the first time I remember waking up. I was in my hospital room, C. was standing at the side of the bed closer to the foot, my dad was at the end and my mom was on the right side and they were all looking at me.

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May 4, 2011

Interlude

I Can't Sleep!!

I know I said I would try to remain positive in this space, but I am just all out of positivity at this time. I also promised that my next post would bring my readers to where I am in my recovery now, but I am not in the mood to tell the rest of the story, so this is an interlude.

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April 22, 2011

The Beginning… Continued

How I feel somedays!

This post is going to focus on my steady decline after the most hellish night I have ever had. Read on…

Some night at the beginning of June I woke up drenched with sweat and shaking violently. I had an unavoidable need to vomit, but it hurt my head to just open my eyes.  At this time, I had no idea what was wrong with me, but I felt more horrible than I ever had. It wasn’t just the nausea, my body ached, my head ached and my back pain was excruciating. Soon, I realized I hadn’t taken a percocet since the previous evening and I was experience withdrawal for the first time, first  hand. I remember stumbling to the bathroom and flopping down on my knees, I didn’t have the capacity to contract my T.A.’s in order to protect my spine and get down properly. I hung my head over the toilet and vomited through my tears.

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