One Week Post-Op

[Posted Dec 1, 2009]

It’s been one week since my surgery. That’s about one week since I’ve left my 200 sq. ft. apartment. This is what I’ve been doing:

Day of Surgery: Tuesday, Nov. 2

Today I woke up at 5:30, disinfected my body with Dial, and headed to the hospital. I can’t tell you much about what happened, but I do know that I woke up with a serious sore throat that didn’t fade for days. Get your mind out of the gutter.

Took some painkillers as per the doctor’s instruction, but so far no pain.

Day 1: Wednesday, Nov 25

Today I still felt like a normal person. Like I could just crutch over to the store if I wanted to. Went for this hypothesized crutch. At block marker 1, my pecs turned off. I made it a few more crutches on shoulder power alone, and then I shut down. Had to sleep on the concrete that night.

Also, my ass is killing me from all the hopping. My ankle feels fine.

Day 2: Thursday, Nov 26

The call of nature woke me up at 5am. Before moving, I knew that my muscles were very, very sore. Movement confirmed diagnosis. Finding way to bathroom in the dark, while you’re sore, hopping, and with your mother sleeping on an airbed 2 feet from you is precarious.

Today, everything hurt, all the time, except my ankle.

Day 3: Friday, Nov 27

Pecs still compromised. Still mostly hopping rather than crutching around my apartment. Did not venture out. I did a Pilates dvd today, but don’t really remember it, so I’ll review it next time.

Day 4: Saturday, Nov 28

Oh, the boredom. My mom was still here and we basically just watched shows we never wanted to see on TV.

Day 5: Sunday, Nov 29

Will to live diminished. Watched TV and movies all day. Started to go a little batty.

Day 6: Monday, Nov 30

Will to live replenished. Didn’t accomplish much work, but did several workout DVD’s.

And that brings us to today. I had some school-related stress today and I have to say, being on crutches definitely amplified it. Mostly just because I don’t feel as capable on crutches, I’m guessing. I feel like I can’t just run down to the office or school and take care of some things. Plus, I got some of my co-pay bills today from the MRI. Holy crap! 20% of a pile of money is still a pile of money.