This was me yesterday as we were going home.
My husband had gone into store to get me some coffee.
I needed some, desperately.
Surgery was a success. But they found some areas of concern that had “abnormal movement” as was stated by the surgeon to my husband.
This will require more surgeries after this one.
But first I have to recover from this one.
I am trying to rest up today but the mom, caregiver in me won’t stop.
Last night I had to make sure my husband put his cpap mask on and turn the machine on. I had to make sure our son did everything he needed to do before bed. It’s like a routine for Dusty. Unfortunately, it takes Dusty a while to complete said routine. About an hour to an hour and a half.
So, my husband falls asleep in the recliner and I wake him to tell him go get in bed. He sits up. Gets himself together. Then says he’s good. 🤦🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️
Dusty starts doing his thing. He starts doing his routine.
Well… he finishes. James is still awake. Now is the task of getting me to the bedroom. Getting me in the bed and positioning the bed so I can comfortably sleep.
Easier said than done.
That took us a bit just to get me in the bed. We have one of the beds that are adjustable. Finally after maybe 10 minutes I am laying down but in some serious pain.
Did I mention they sent me home with no pain medications? I guess because I use pain medication on a regular basis I am supposed to just use what I have. Umm, well it ain’t cutting it. So I am going to call the office and ask them. Hopefully I don’t have to go down there to the office because it about an hour and a half away from our home.
So… this is day 1 of recovery. No driving for …get this… ONE MONTH 🤯 – this will be a problem because of Dusty’s normal appointments. Then James’s stuff we will have to move around. So…. needless to say this will be fun. 🤨
Thank you all for your prayers. I’m still here. Although I don’t know if my momma came to visit me. I am hoping she was watching over.