First Morning Home

It;'s my first morning home since surgery and boy do I feel like crap. The nausea and other stomach issues persist and I'm in so much pain I could puke other than the fact my lung still spasms and then I would choke on it. Nice huh?

Well at least one surgery is down and I have one left to go. The good news is that I'll likely have it in the next couple of weeks (probaby more like a month) and then I can really focus on getting better. I definately have Cushing's since we are the only people who could eat a liquid diet of broth and water for five days and still gain weight. I gained a couple of more pounds in the hospital. Lovely! I think I'm up 60 pounds now but I'm trying not to think about it.

I looked at some of my incisions last night - I have about 4 or 5 of them across my back and they are about 1 -2 inches long. Man do they hurt. I have seen the one for my chest tube yet. I get to look at that one today when I pry off the bandages to shower. I don't think that will be a happy occurance. Hopefully they heal well but right now they look yucky and hurt.

Mom is making breakfast so I can try to eat and take more pain pills. Good thing she's here or I don't know what I'd do. Probably lay here and moan about being sick to my tummy. And I know she won't kill me like my stay in the hospital tried too...more on that later twhen I have energy and feel a bit better.

Hope you're still reading...