I'm going to be in a bit of a wimpy mood tomorrow, and for the next couple of days. Probably more.
Reason: we're going to try to get the bone graft done. First time was cancelled because I was taking aspirin routinely, which is apparently not a good thing if you're expecting to bleed. Did I know? Well...yeah. I forgot, and they didn't ask. So, tomorrow's the day. No eating after midnight.
So -- I can expect at least two days, and probably more -- maybe a lot more -- of eating just soft foods. We've stocked up on Jello and pudding, yoghurt and meat loaf. Some liquid nutrition stuff, too. Its not going to be terrible. My daughter says she won't gleefully chew on things in my presence.
Now, the pain part, I'm not sure about. That there will be some, I don't doubt. I usually don't have a problem with pain, but this is the first time I've had this done. When presented with things like this, I tend to wimp. You know --why me, dammit, why me. Then I read things like the Haiku of the Id blog, and I see what she goes through, and then I feel sheepish... for a while. But it comes back. I'm good at self-pity, doncha know.
Just thought I'd warn you.
3 comments:
I hope all goes well.
Nothing wrong with a little self-pity, just keep pushing your head back up into the sunshine so that you heal well and fast.
I have no reason to assume that it won't go well; its simply going to be a major inconvenience. I tend to react badly to things like that when I think that they arise out of my own mistakes. Well, all the time, really, but ESPECIALLY then... I just need to keep remembering that this is something I want. And that a scar on the hip is sexy, in some cultures. Well, it could be!
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