thanks for calling!

So this blog has been more useful than I thought. Jeremy called this morning because he read my previous post about how crappy my recovery was going. Rock on lol. Thanks Brian for emailing it to him.

Yeah, Saturday went better, but I was pretty weak. Except in the evening, you could tell I was slipping again. I went to bed but at 1:00am I was up and feeling like puking and death all over again. I was up from about 2:00am onward until 9:00am (and by that time I was just up anyway). I would get up, feel horrible, breathe forever, get the shakes, almost heave or heave and then try to lay down and within 15 minutes do it all over again. FOR HOURS. My poor Mom was up with me all night and that really made me feel even worse. It was just crap. And by the end it was the most violent heaving I've ever gone through in my life. I felt like I was dying. Literally. It was really scary.
I guess there were just tooooo many pills in my system and it all just built up and my body was like "get the hell out!" so yeah. Yesterday was hard because I had nothing in my stomach and we drove down to Charlotte. That's right, I'm in Charlotte *sigh* because there's no way that I could've been watched 24/7 up in Raleigh with the move and the cleaning and Katrina's car getting in the way and the puppy... So I'm in Charlotte, and my physical therapy appointments that would've been in Raleigh will be done down here for 2 sessions.

Yesterday was just liquid diet, and by the end of the night I was starving, but we didn't want to risk it. I woke up here and there during the night, but I made it through without heaving or anything. So this morning was a shower (thank GOD) and a tiny bagel that tasted like heaven, 2 slices of bread, some ginger ale and some cheerios. We don't want to rush it or overdo it, so I'm just kind of dealing with it. The only problem is the head cold. It's getting to the OMG MUCUS stage, and half my stomach contents feels like mucus. So I feel unstable, but not to the nauseous point. Ugh. The only thing is that I feel like I probably could've stayed in Raleigh lol. Oh well.
I'm here for a week probably, unless Chris can/has time to drive down and get me lol.


Wasn't expecting the surgery to be this messed up. Well, recovery I mean. But so it goes.
Just too many pills at one time.
However, I can hobble around without crutches. The bottom incision hurts the most, the one on my lower leg under the knee. I think that's where the screw is or something, but damn that one is SORE to the touch and SORE when I move and SORE when I lift lol. It's annoying. Otherwise, my leg is swollen, the knee is like a melon again (aww the good old days of June), and it's heavy and annoying to move.
I'll keep you all updated lol.

A note to those like me with ACL troubles: be careful on how much medication you take. Take enough so that you can keep ahead of the pain. Be sure to eat whenever you take some pills to keep things moving and settled. Don't overdo, and don't take too many different kinds of pills. And be ready for ANYTHING. Life is never easy and doesn't stop for anything. So I'm finding.