Wednesday, October 26, 2011

The Recovery

Well...after 101 gallstones later and a few pain pills I am FINALLY starting to feel like my old self again. The WORST part of this whole thing is that I can't lift my baby boy. You can tell he is confused and it breaks my heart! He will, however, climb up in the chair with me and sit still because he knows I'm hurting, turn around and "honk" my nose and kiss my cheek, and climb down and run off to play. God love him! He is the best thing that's ever happened to me.
As much as I hate to admit it, I have taken advantage of this week off work. Sleeping in after my mom (who has been staying the night all week to take Landon to daycare) leaves in the morning, trying to at least keep things somewhat clean but not being OCD about it, and just relaxing. I feel fresh and rejuvenated!
And I want to also thank my hubby, who has for a couple of nights now, gotten up at odd hours to get my pain medicine because he knew I wasn't going to wake him. It's weird to know that he knows when I'm awake...and for doing everything with Landon until mom comes for your relief so you can go to bed and work long hours the next day...anyway...thanks babe! Love you!
And for the friends that came to the hospital, the calls, texts, and cards, again thank you! 

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