Laurenkate
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Here's another thing I don't remember after the last surgery; I cannot get my body temperature straight. Either freezing to death or burning up & have to wear a sweater when using the ice packs (which is mostly all day long). Then I get really hot getting up to walk around or go to the bathroom, take it off, put more ice packs on and then, freezing again.
I've also pulled several muscles and those things hurt - one in my hip, shin, and under the arm. (?) Between the muscles jumping & cramping, nerves tingling, skin dry and itchy and the body temperature thing, it was a long night and day today.
My husband is getting really goofy too; he must be really for this phase to be over. Apparently, he's never heard the term "let sleeping dogs lie" because after an endless, restless night I finally got the pillows just right, my legs straight, blah, blah, blah, about 5:30 a.m. He came in about 7:30 to ask me something which could have waited. Finally drifted back off to sleep & started hearing this weird squeaking noise and then an occasional "thump". After a few minutes, I realized the squeaking noise was the mail slot in the door - not a mouse as imagined. Anyway, someone was standing outside opening and closing the mail slot and then slamming the storm door. ?? I finally got up and yelled for my husband and he opened the mail slot and said he'd locked himself out. (He couldn't remember where the hidden key was outside). What was he going to do? Stand there all morning opening and closing the mail slot in hopes I would hear it? It was so weird and really funny now that I think about it. Hope next week gets a little closer to "normal". We're both ready for it....
I've also pulled several muscles and those things hurt - one in my hip, shin, and under the arm. (?) Between the muscles jumping & cramping, nerves tingling, skin dry and itchy and the body temperature thing, it was a long night and day today.
My husband is getting really goofy too; he must be really for this phase to be over. Apparently, he's never heard the term "let sleeping dogs lie" because after an endless, restless night I finally got the pillows just right, my legs straight, blah, blah, blah, about 5:30 a.m. He came in about 7:30 to ask me something which could have waited. Finally drifted back off to sleep & started hearing this weird squeaking noise and then an occasional "thump". After a few minutes, I realized the squeaking noise was the mail slot in the door - not a mouse as imagined. Anyway, someone was standing outside opening and closing the mail slot and then slamming the storm door. ?? I finally got up and yelled for my husband and he opened the mail slot and said he'd locked himself out. (He couldn't remember where the hidden key was outside). What was he going to do? Stand there all morning opening and closing the mail slot in hopes I would hear it? It was so weird and really funny now that I think about it. Hope next week gets a little closer to "normal". We're both ready for it....
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even find when going to P/T I’m dressing like its fall weather- think it’s has something to do with how anesthesia can mess things up but like everything else assume it’s temporary
But I will say it's easier in the long run to have his help now and deal with re-organizing everything later on when I'm back "in charge".
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