Honestly, zippy I ain’t.
I hurt and I just can’t move. I am awake and then I am asleep, or some reasonable facsimile thereof. I am one of those people who can’t truly relax with pain meds.
So I am taking it easy – and if you don’t hear from me or I don’t answer the phone, please don’t take it personally. This has taken a lot out of me and I really want to heal properly.
So I have looked in the mirror at it all. Not so bad and my surgeon has the neatest little stitches in me. Mind you they hurt. No I am not moving around so much, everything just freaking hurts. But my temp is normal and the swelling, etc does not look out of hand. I hate feeling crappy I have to tell you. And I am so tired.
And as we send up prayers and positive thoughts for me and the pathology and what lies ahead, can you remember a neighbor of mine in your prayers? I think I mentioned her before. She is recently diagnosed with stage 4 colon/rectal cancer and has lesions on her liver.
This has me a bit undone. She is the loveliest lady and I know she has severe nausea after the intensive in-patient chemo she has had. Any tips on that, please post so I can pass along when I am feeling better.
There is an undeniable fragility of life, so we need to get the best and most positive out if it, if that makes any sense. I don’t take anything for granted any more – not that I think I really did to begin with.
Anyway, I hope I am not being a big bummer here, this is just what is on my mind this evening. A jumbled mind jungle…I know it is normal to feel out of sorts, I just don’t like it. And I hate not feeling well.