Monday, May 17, 2010

Surgery Smurgery

Surgery over. It sucked. As prepared as I was for it, surgery pretty much kicked my butt. I knew that an adult tonsillectomy would take more time to heal from. I knew the recovery process wouldn’t be pleasant. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to eat. I knew it would be incredibly painful. But somewhere along the way, I thought I was above it. I thought I was Superwoman. I thought I’d bounce right back to being myself.

Lesson learned the hard way.

Recovery was not. As a matter of fact, the first four and a half days I could only drink water or eat ice chips. After my first few failed attempts, I wasn’t even interested in trying to keep anything down. I slept for 23 hours a day. Finally, on day five, I was successful in eating a very small bowl of cream of wheat. On day five, I also left my bed for longer than 30 minutes. SUCCESS was mine.

In all honesty, the pain wasn’t as bad as I was expecting, but the fatigue has been almost unbearable. I can’t stay up without napping several times a day. I shower, walk around, leave the house, or do practically anything without being completely exhausted by the time I’m done.

It’s not something I EVER want to do again…and it’s not something I would wish on anyone.

My mom is gone. Honestly, I wish she was staying for a few more days, but I think two weeks was really all she could handle of my whining whispers, pathetic eyes, and basins full of my “failed attempts” at eating.