Yesterday calendula_witch returned from her brief vacation from prison riot syndrome. I feel much the same way, frankly. I cannot wait for this (phase of the) madness to be over.
Today I woke up without immediately needing Dilaudid to manage the post-op pain. I doubt I’ll get through the entire day without it, but this is sure a nice upgrade.
I still feel as if someone has sewn a volleyball into my abdomen. Every time I move, the seams threaten to burst. Dinner last night was one and one half corn tortillas dipped in a tablespoon or so of hummus. I felt bloated afterward, as if I’d gorged at Thanksgiving. Eating like that, I still gained a pound yesterday.
Still, mental acuity returns layer by layer. That is perhaps most precious to me, because it is through the focus of my attention that I love, parent, write and live.