12:44a — On my third walk of the day (though technically it’s the next day—Day 6).
6:37a —I’m doing better today…but still moving slowly. I had morning med changes so now it’s hopefully time for a nap before the Ambien fully wears off!! I didn’t sleep well the previous night—I seemed to be in a strange half awake half asleep Ambien-induced state (but maybe I was fully dreaming, but just dreaming I was half awake/half asleep?!). Anyway, I liked the Ambien much better last night—it stopped me from tossing and turning and I slept pretty solid from 12:30-5:30. In a hospital that’s a veritable vacation.
6:56a — Yes I’m eating part of a s’mores cookie that Tom got me last night. Now that I can eat real food AND I am supposed to fart and poop before I can leave, I’m eating ALL the things that I can!
7:01a — This fun contraption was dropped off. Also? You suck it—not blow it! It was hard to inhale strongly enough to reach my goal (2000) but I could do it from the start.
7:34a — A delicious REAL breakfast of Texas French toast, bacon, and granola parfait!
9:22a — Sooooooo…. The bad news is the surgeon wants to keep me another day since the #pissygallbladder (my words, not his) and removal was so extreme. Like twice the size of a normal gall bladder and twice the size of a normal incision. There was one huuuge stone surrounded by hundreds of little stones. Tom called me a hoarder.
The good news is I’m doing really well AND (TMI?) I don’t actually have to poop in order to leave. They said as long as I was feeling fine and food was staying down I’d be good to go. AND then the second doc came in and said she thinks I might be able to go home later today or this evening — she’ll talk to the surgeon and they’ll look at my daily bloodwork.
9:59a — The mom and baby section is really quiet and nice. They even put pictures of flowers on the occupied rooms.
10:11a — Coming back from a walk…might as well take a picture of my room for posterity.
6:57p — Perfectly cooked asparagus in a hospital meal? What alternate world am I living in?! The mac and cheese looks better than it tasted for sure.
No, I didn’t have any special diet (a lot of people asked). They said as long as I’m feeling okay, there’s no worries! After each meal they ask if I had any issues. I haven’t.
7:15p — Guess what? I had to move rooms AGAIN. They needed the space for an actual mother and baby so I got the boot. And it’s back to the surgical ward. At least I think. It’s hard to keep track.
8:34p — I’m here in my new room and still getting antibiotics. And drugs. Hopefully HOPEFULLY going home tomorrow.
10:30p — OMG I’M GETTING A ROOMMATE. I mean, I assume they really need the space, and if I needed the space I wouldn’t give two shits where it was or if I was sharing. But still. This is frustrating after a week by myslf. I am sure they don’t like doing it either. I am sure no one is happy. So there’s no point in being bitchy about it. It is what it is. #firstworldproblems I just think I might be taking my Ambien sooner rather than later.