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Recovery From Surgery, Day One – The Sounds of Domesticity

Recovery From Surgery, Day One - The Sounds of Domesticity

It’s strange, lying in bed in the middle of the afternoon and hearing the bustle of a busy household. Laughter coming from the kitchen tells me that Emily and Rebekah are cooking dinner. I wonder what they’re making – chili, yes, that’s what they told me they were making. Its fall, chili time is here.

I hope Emily and Rebekah enjoy running a house. I hope they don’t find out that they don’t need me.

I didn’t get chili, but the scrambled eggs and fresh homemade rolls were outstanding after nothing but a few Cheetos in the recovery room.

“Image courtesy of Apolonia, / FreeDigitalPhotos.net”.the recovery room.

It’s been a strange day.

Preparation for surgery – no food, no make-up, no deodorant (wonder if they’re ever sorry about that one), no jewelry, and loose clothes are your friend.

Apprehension – I’m fearful that I will be mean and ugly in my discomfort, in other words, I’m fearful the “real” me will show through when I’m scared and in pain, and I was. Lord help me, and HE does.

“Let his faithful people rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds.” Psalm 149:5

Recovery – Four to Six weeks, sounds like an eternity to me. I’m not used to being down – my mantra has always been, “Mother’s don’t get sick.”

Monday evening things aren’t too bad, the pain is manageable. But at three am I realize the honeymoon is over as the surgery medication wears off and I can feel the pain.

I joke that I sleep like a baby, up every four hours – for pain meds.

I found myself writing in my journal this morning, Yesterday wasn’t too bad, I had a low blood sugar incident, and threw up, slept most of the day.  I guess for day one after surgery it wasn’t too bad, but it did make me laugh after I read it.

My work for today is done – I showered, couldn’t squeegee down the shower, refrained from wiping off the vanity. Being clean feels good.

I fall asleep waiting for emails to load.

Not even caffeine keeps me awake.

Captain (our dog) is upset that everyone gathers in my room – this just isn’t normal.

I could get addicted to the new smokehouse brisket sandwich at Arbys.

I did read several posts from some of my favorite sites that encouraged me so I’ll share them with you.

Tips to Help Him Hear Your Heart

When Mama’s To-Do List is Too Long

Repent and Teach Your Children to Repent

I’m a guest blogger at Yes They’re all Ours – I did this before surgery.

And a fun idea:

Finding Joy in the Journey,
Phyllis

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