O.M.G.

I honestly did not believe that I would feel this much better post-op. Once you've hurt non-stop for a certain period of time, you forget what it's like to be 'normal'. I don't remember anything in the recovery room other than hearing a nurse say, 'dilaudid', but when I returned to my room and woke up, the first thing I said was, 'I don't hurt anymore'. It is unbelievable the difference.

Today I'm more stiff and sore, which is to be expected considering what was done, but it is like a nagging stiff neck/muscle ache not a blinding, life-altering pain that can't be contained. HUGE difference. I can't even put it into words.

I'm camping out at MIL's for the rest of this week to rest and recover. I feel much better than I expected, so I can totally see myself going home and overdoing stuff. If I'm here, I don't have a choice but to sit around and do nothing. I think I'm going to go home and get some pictures or something to sort out, though, to help stave off the boredom.

Now that this ugly chapter of life is behind me, maybe I can actually blog again. Typing isn't causing shooting pains in my arms or making my triceps burn, so it looks promising :-).

Thanks again for all the well-wishes. I appreciate them so very much!!

The Day Has Come!

Thank God--I couldn't have survived another day. Not one more. I'm about to head out to the hospital.

My personal life has imploded around me, but I really feel like to day is the beginning something really GOOD. I just have to get through this week--it's going to suck, but it can't possibly be as bad as the past month (or five years).

The Lure of Versed.........

at this point, the thought of a nice dose of versed is about all that's keeping me sane and out of the ER. gonna be a looooong weekend, but i can see the light at the end of the tunnel, thank god!

Whine Time With Kimmah

I've had a high rolerance for pain for years-this i knew. after awhile you just make it work. this pain, though, goes nowhere. Lortab takes the edge off of it, but that's it. many nights and  mornings it's at an 8 on the pain scale. after I've worked too much or have to ride in a car the pain intensifies to a 9 bordering a 10. I don't scream, but I do yell. nothing abates it. suddenly I have a new appreciation and empathy for those people who live with chronic pain. I'm lucky that mine can probably be diminished if not totally eradicated. that is such a blessing. I can't live like this much longer.

Time Flies!

when I scheduled surgery, it seemed like a lifetime away. now that I'm off work, the shoulder and arm don't hurt as much, so time doesn't seem as interminable. I just have to take it easy and not wear myself out. I'm not gonna get everything done, but I am making progress. sadly no one would be able to tell other than me considering the disreputable state of every room, but it's a victory in my brain anyway.

my right arm is noticeably smaller run my left. when did this happen? is the erosion of muscle what is causing this ungodly pain that no amount of lortab can diminish? I don't know, but I cannot wait to start PT and workout postop. I just haven't had the energy to so much of anything in soooooo long. gonna measure when I find my tale measure. it's going to be depressing.

on a positive note, I ordered stuff to wear around after surgery from old navy. three camis, couple of tops and a pair of yoga pants. why is it that I'm a medium or large on top (I try to avoid skin tight, so I size up. I'm. little old for the cut of most old navy tops) and an xl on bottom? old navy pants depress me, LOL. the cami colors are fabulous. I may order a couple more.