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Here’s the quick update on the current state of events, just for those who might be curious. 9 days after surgery and the energy level is still fairly, well, level. Not noticeably better or worse than when I first got home. I think this whole “healing” business is a longer process than the two days my brain had convinced me it would be. Yes, I know, Dr. Wilson told me two weeks at home before I’d feel like going back to work. But that inner voice continues to believe that I will be that one case that stuns them all.
I did manage to get out yesterday afternoon with my family and walk up and down the block. It felt good and I took it at just the right pace – not geriatric, but far from track and field.
Lip is still numb, but possibly 5% more movable. Upper teeth and palette are also still a bit on the insensitive side.
I am surprisingly not too medicated. Right now taking Hydrocortisone regularly (which is supposed to be for only 30 days), as well as some Toprol, which I was already taking for a bit of blood pressure/tachycardia, so that’s not a direct result of the surgery. I’m also spending maybe half of the day needing something for headaches – Fioricet – but otherwise nothing for any pain. The worst “pain” is that nagging feeling that I SWEAR someone left some gauze dipped in bread pudding in the deep recesses of my sinuses. If that doesn’t make sense, don’t think about it too hard, or suddenly it will and you’ll probably decide that my blog is no longer required reading.
I will spare you the detail on this one, but I feel it is my duty to report that your intestines, after lying dormant for 5 days in a hospital, like to point out exactly how and where things work (or currently don’t work) in your gut. Surgery was in the head, but it takes the whole body to work on the healing part.
Otherwise Terry is back at work today and I’m hanging out solo. I had plans to watch several movies today on top of my normal web-surfing and iTunes trolling. It’s 2:00 already and The Departed is still sitting on the coffee table unopened. As are the several other titles queued up for my recovery film fest. I imagine, though, that I’ve still got plennnnnnnty of time for those in the days to come.
Finally, something that made me laugh way harder than I’m probably supposed to at this point. If you’re not a fan of Family Guy or may not have a knowledge of cheesy ’80’s music, it won’t be quite as funny to you:
