With My Woahs

Slow Recovery

I had my tonsillectomy and adenoidectomy Monday morning.  The surgery went smoothly from what I’ve been told.  I had a major freak out upon waking up though…  I attempted to get out of bed to find painkillers.  I remember waking and feeling fine then a horrid pain began.  The nurse told me the IV was pain medication and that I must wait until the doctor came for anything stronger.  Well, I got impatient.  I waited for what felt like 30 (possibly a mere 10) minutes in agony until I couldn’t take it anymore.  I sat up, snatched off the heart rate monitor, and knock something loudly to floor all while failing to get out of bed.  It was rather silly now that I think about it, but we do strange things when in pain.  The outcome was successful.  The doctor quickly slipped me a shot into the IV and I was floating.  I remember saying, “Well, that’s nice.”

I was wheeling back into my room where I quickly gathered the necessities… you know wifi password.  Wifi was a godsend.  Don’t let anyone tell you differently.  I don’t know how people survive extended stays in the hospital without some sort of normalcy.  Because with all the drugs they pumped into my system no books were being read.

I spend most days wishing I could lay in bed doing absolutely nothing.  Now that I have had surgery that is all I can do and I want none of it.  Each day this week I’ve watched a complete season of a different series.  Do you know how mind numbing that is?  Well, it sounds quite wonderful when you have to work or go to the University.  A lovely alternative.  Except now.  I just want to drink a glass of wine and take a hot bubble bath.  Ugh! Recovery is a literal pain in the neck.

Edit: This post was created 5 February 2016.

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