Good morning, everyone--feeling SO MUCH more positive this morning! It's remarkable what a semi-decent night's sleep can do for a girl! I did set my alarm for 2:00 AM, and actually woke up feeling a bit sore and stiff shortly before then (although not in horrible pain like the previous night) and quickly popped a Tramadol before changing sleep positions and back to sleep fairly quickly. I am not thrilled about being back on the heavier duty pain meds but y'all are right, absolutely NO gold stars given out for trying to tough things out! I think at least for this week I will continue this nighttime regimen before even considering weaning off. Thanks to everyone (
@Layla,
@Lmflora and
@Going4fun) who shared their medication strategies, and for the votes of confidence (
@Alitm,
@Lea61 and
@Bone-obo) as there is nothing like fellow travelers cheering me on this recovery journey.
My darling brother brought a fabulous dinner last night--my absolute FAVORITE comfort food: Ina Garten's recipe for macaroni and cheese. Sheesh, I could inhale that stuff! He knows I love it and I was so touched that he went to the trouble (and expense--it's got a ton of gruyere cheese which ain't cheap) of making and bringing it. He also made some sautéed green beans with lemon zest and garlic as the vegetable side, and a beautiful apple cake for dessert.
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It was a wonderful meal! If I were to eat this kind of thing regularly I'd totally balloon up as macaroni and cheese, despite it's deliciousness is NOT the most healthy of meals. But screw that--I absolutely enjoyed the indulgence of such a meal. If a diet guru had shown up as I wolfing that stuff down, I would have snarled and snapped at him or her!
I was pretty sore by the time my brother left--sitting too long in a dining room chair, but it was totally worth it to have two disgustingly huge (but so delicious) servings of macaroni and cheese, and to have a conversation that wasn't centered on ice packs, drugs and how stiff and sore I was! It just felt, well--so normal!
Once my brother left I hobbled upstairs, changed and crawled into bed. Darling husband brought an ice pack and I watched a bit of mindless TV until 11:00 and then it was lights out. Today still stiff/sore/swollen, but I am taking all your sage advice to heart--it's just the first week, be patient and this, too, shall pass. Feel like I need to perhaps get up a bit more today and take a few more walks. Trying to find the right combination of movement plus rest--as with medication, I suspect it will be a changing mix. Happy Monday all!