Friday, August 10, 2012

one week

Was anyone else a big fan of that Barenaked Ladies song (One Week) back in the day? I was. I always had a goal to memorize all the lyrics...since they are SO fast, nonsensical, and unrelated, it was always really fun to hear people who could do the whole thing (and still breathe). I never completed that goal, though. I do know all the words for a few random sections, but not the whole thing. Oh well. I've still managed to get through life without that useful knowledge.

So it's been one week since surgery. I made these extremely fancy graphs to demonstrate some concepts:

That was how I expected recovery to go. I mean, the slope of the line might have been steeper or flatter...depending on whether I recover more quickly or slowly than others...but I generally expected to feel slightly better as time went by.

 So, yeah. There it is. Sometimes I do feel better. And then 5 minutes later I might feel worse than I ever have. And then in 2 hours, I might feel pretty good. And then I might spend 6 hours trying to get comfortable enough to sleep. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. 

I actually just got off the phone with one of my nurses, trying to make sure one of my newest and most alarming symptoms (which for your sake I won't even share right here, lest you become scarred for life by my over-sharing) doesn't mean that my death is imminent. Her conclusion is that it is probably  fine, but now I have a whole new list of things to watch/look/feel for, at which point I will be expected to call right back. So...goodie.

ANYWAYS. On a less melodramatic note, here are some notable facts about the last week.

It's been ONE WEEK since I...

-wore any makeup.
-wore anything other than the same 2 pair of drawstring-waisted shorts and a tee/tank-top.
-left my house/yard. 
-got in a car.
-walked my dog.
-did anything that could be remotely construed as 'useful.'
-wasn't in pain.

 That's all I can think of for now. In happy news (??) we got our new HVAC yesterday and so at least my house is nice and comfy. Oh, and last night I watched Here Comes Honey Boo Boo and it was awweeeeesome and semi-sadly a fairly good representation of many Georgia residents (but not me, of course). Actually, when we started hearing about the show/watching clips online, we didn't know what state they lived in. So Matt and I were watching and laughing, making fun, what-not. Then we noticed they were about to re-play the first 2 episodes on TLC, so we immediately switched over to watch the full thing. We were like "WHERE DO THESE PEOPLE LIVE??!!? HA HA HA I BET IT'S ALABAMA, OR MAYBE WEST VIRGINIA!!!!"....and then we see our lovely state sign. Oh yay. Neighbors. :) Anyway, anyone else watching and loving it?

That's all I've got. Off to make sure I'm not dying...happy Friday!


  1. I'm hoping for an updated graph next week that shows a steep decline...

  2. And by steep decline, my defective brain clearly meant steep INCLINE.

  3. Boo to the ups and downs! Praying you definitely feel better quickly, not to mention fantastic in the long run. :)

  4. Honey Boo Boo is a riot! With comments like "You better red-neck-ognize..." I'm going to assume they're from West Virginnie and just posing as Georgians because that kind of crazy is off the charts!

    I too hope to see a steep incline in your recovery chart in the coming days. And thank you ever so much for getting the lyrics to "One Week" stuck in my head.
    Chickety China the chinese chicken... so inane =)

  5. I'm sorry about the ups and downs of recovery. I hope your new symptoms are a sign that positive change is coming. And that none of the other things you need to be aware of happen.

    And yes, I often have One Week stuck in my head. My husband might have the entire thing memorized; I don't know for sure. But he is crazy like that :)

  6. Sadly enough Honey Boo Boo Child is from our redneck of the woods... They even filmed at Splash in the Boro.

  7. I am totally impressed with your graphing skills. Did my former pie graph rub off on you a little? ;) We criminal justice majors are quite well-rounded. Hope you are feeling much much better soon!

  8. Recovery sucks. I'm ready for you to be all better so we can hang out soon. And when that happens, I would be happy to sing you all the words to One week. Or We didn't start the fire. I'm fluent in both.

  9. Ha Allison's first accidental comment made me laugh! I hope you are up and running marathons in no time :)

  10. So sorry its been a road to recovery full of ups and downs. My special needs sister just had this same surgery, except for more extensive (a full hysterectomy after the endo was removed). As such, I have been particularly interested to hear your story/journey with this surgery since she can't really articulate very well what it has been like. God speed to you on the rest of your recovery, and thank you. really, for sharing.

  11. I hate that you are not feeling well. I hope that you are better in no time and ready to go to a Zumba class or better yet to get some yummy Mexican food! Lots of love from the Box Clan in Iowa.


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