Being stuck inside feels like this:
Today is post-op day 5. Feels
like post-op day eleventy one. But, at least now I can start the getting better
and put the great crash of 2012 behind me (maybe?).
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| All ready |
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| Getting a nerve block, great for postop pain |
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| Finished! |
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| The 1st dressing change. GRROOSSSSS! |
Hopefully my stall rest will
be upgraded to “hand-walking” soon, and maybe even “limited turnout” in a
couple of weeks. I’ve put in a request for supervised visitation with the
horses but so far the judge won’t even give me the time of day, sheesh.
Something about court backlogs and weather contingencies and blah blah blah.
I thought about sneaking out
with a bag of carrots tied to my crutches, but someone must’ve snitched and now
I’ve got guards outside my door with 2 way radios. They’re dressed like giant
ninja warrior Easter Bunnies, except they have an elephant nose and are riding
tricycles. One of them is juggling giant candy cane shaped jello molds,
probably to distract me. I don’t remember where this was going . . .
I have learned a couple of
important lessons. #1 – ALWAYS take a stool softener with pain pills (really
wish I’d remembered that about 5 days ago) #2 – 7 hours straight is the most
you can watch Netflix on an ipad before you get retinal disfigurement from the
screen (cured with pain pills and stool softeners) #3 – white wine is best
paired with Vicodin, beer is okay and margaritas are a Class 2b violation.
If only I could learn to
relax like this:
Merry Christmas
everyone. Hug your children. Pet your horses. Beware a juggling ninja bunny warrior bearing a jello mold . . .
