"this stuff's good, what's the street name for this?" I really wanted to quote baby mama when i got my IV put in but refrained because it was an older nurse and i didnt want to freak her out.
well im up, and bored out of my mind. earlier it made me nauseous to watch tv or use the computer and reading just took too much effort. so ive pretty much been staring at my ceiling and my fan turning all day, which didnt make me nauseous. interesting. so i basically spent the day texting everyone (a couple times i got convos mixed up and replied the wrong things to the wrong people, apologies!) and luckily me and melanie had a few phone conversations through out the day. it hurt a little to laugh, and since that essentially made up 90% of our conversations, i had to take several ice water breaks to sooth my throat. totally worth it though!
but now im able to look at an LCD screen and not want to puke my brains out. it's a great change in my life. also, turns out i dont need Will to remind to take my meds at 12 because i never got to sleep! sooo wide awake! and i got prescribed a whole bottle of hydrocdone...(aka lortab elixir). dear lord that seems unnecessary. AND there are 3 refills.
so guess i'll tell ya a lil about my day. since my last early morning post.
i had to surrender my glasses to my parents in the prep room (where i donned a lovely hospital gown and padded socks) so it was a good thing that the nurse lead me by the hand to the operating room since im blind without my glasses or contacts. she also accidentally pulled on my IV in the process...yea that left a bruise. when i arrived and they helped me onto the table/bed, i realized they were playing matt nathanson. and the last thing i remember before being put to sleep was singing "come on get higher loosin my lips" with the nurse, then the next thing i know im coming to in the observation room. the nurse covering post op instructions with my parents was talking a mile a minute while i was still waking up. ergo, i couldnt really focus on anything (and my glasses were still not on my face) and then i realized that as i was acknowledging what he was saying i was very much focusing on his nose and not his eyes. my eyes just couldnt quite make it up there at first. and as melanie pointed out, i was probably cross eyed too. i mustve looked like a hot mess.
needless to day i didnt really know what he was saying, but my parents said i was actually asking good questions pertaining to my surgery and it's success. i should go to job interviews post surgery huh. then mom put my clothes back on for me and i got put in a wheel chair to meet my dad at the car.
since we were near sams club mom asked me if it would be okay if we stopped by there on the way home. i waved yes. but then when we got there the AC in the car crapped out and i was dying and in pain and dad's driving was making me even more nauseous and it was the most uncomfortable i have ever been in my life. finally mom came back, with food that i definitely am not allowed to eat. boo. always gallivanting food i cant eat in front of my face.
then dad dropped me off at home and went to go pick up my medicine...where he learned that i was on birth control for the first time. teet! he naturally initially asked the obvious question from that. but nay, i am not partaking in suspicious activity.
then i had some mashed potatoes and later mac and cheese because this whole jello diet is not gunna work for irene.
and mrs burton called last night to see how im doing! she's always so sweet.
aaaand im getting nauseous again so i'll resume this later...
