[cancer] Home, recovering

Finally feeling more or less like myself. Minus various kinds of pain and distress, and the trailing end of a post-surgical Dilaudid haze, but still, I’ve made the mental transition from “sick dude” to “Jay”. Still pretty hard hit, though.

I did have hopes of trailing off the Dilaudid today — I’m taking it very moderately now, as I taper down. But I woke up in too much surgical pain to ignore, so I suspect I’ll be using it for a few more days. (The good part, of course, is that I slept through the night in the first place without being awoken by the pain.) For obvious reasons I can’t drive until I’ve been off the Dilaudid for a few days, and that places a lot of limits on my activities.

I always seem to forget how extreme the surgery experience is. This is probably a natural process to protect my sanity. Still, I should not feel so surprised at how rough the process is. Not to mention the recovery.

Each procedure is different, as well. In the case of the liver resectioning I have just undergone, there’s surgical pain from the entry wounds, there’s site pain from the liver itself, and there’s lower GI pain from the very difficult restart process. The various drugs don’t address each issue equally, and to some degree I don’t want to completely suppress the sensations. They’re important feedback. But meanwhile, ouch. Ouch ouch ouch.

Anyway, having finally returned home again yesterday afternoon, H— came over with food and a DVD. At my urging, calendula_witch took a break from Cancerland and headed for the hills. I ate my usual handful of stuff, after which H— the_child and I watched Panique au villageimdb ].

It was one of the weirdest films I’ve ever seen, and that’s going some given my film viewing habits. I don’t know if the movie would have made more sense or less sense without the Dilaudid, but it was a heck of a lot of fun.

Also, viz yesterday’s comment about wearing purple:

Today I lay low. Most processes will be in neutral while I try to re-enter my normal life. Have not yet really processed the news about not needing chemo, frankly, as post-op has been so overwhelming. Plenty to gnaw on there, and rejoicing yet to come.

5 thoughts on “[cancer] Home, recovering

  1. I’m so glad you’re home, Jay. Rest and recover. **hugs**

  2. stevie says:

    Good to hear that you have been sprung from the hospital once more, and even better that you are feeling like yourself again, even if it is a very bruised and battered self; recovering from major surgery does take quite a lot of time, so give it a few days before you start leaping tall buildings in a single bound again…

  3. Cora says:

    Panique au village is really cute and very weird, even without drugs.

    Anyway, glad to hear you’re back home and on the road to recovery. Take it slow, surgery is still serious, even if the result was positive.

  4. Jerry says:

    Once I watched the Teletubbies from a hospital bed with an IV drip of Demerol. It was a sublime experience.
    Looks like Panique au village has that same “bulldozer of cheerful surrealism” style that goes curiously well with the combined effects of prescription narcotics and postoperative somatic pain. Enjoy!

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