This surgery has been a little bit tougher than I thought it would be. It is not really the pain of the procedure, although it is uncomfortable, but it is instead the anesthesia. Anesthesia is always so hard on my body, and on Friday I spent most of the day throwing up and then Saturday feeling very hungover. Today, I finally was able to get up and move a little. I put my Christmas ornaments away, and was able to tell my kids where all the boxes of decorations go. Then, I laid down for most of the afternoon, feeling quite down. The pain and weariness were getting to me, and I was allowing my anxiety and depression to get the better of me. Felling quite sorry for myself. Then I started to look around and I noticed how my family loves me. My husband and Middle Bit have spent the past two days making meals together. Meals that will nourish the family and help me to feel better. The house has been picked up, laundry done and the chores finished. The house has been quite and they have allowed me to sleep whenever I needed. We have spent some precious time together as a family watching movies, and listening to the radio. My daughter has made me some of the cutest get well presents. My husband has been so gentile and kind to me as I try to recover. Most importantly, this recovery is truly going as scheduled. My body has accomplished the major “landmarks” it is supposed to. I was blessed enough to see a specialist who provides a surgery with a week of recovery as opposed to 4 to 6 weeks of being down. There is truly so much to be thankful for, and now I must allow myself to take the time it needs to recover. This is how I give of myself this day and in the upcoming days. Allow my family to take care of me, allow my body to heal properly. So much to be thankful for.
I hope you all have a wonderful week!