Almost a week out from surgery – I’m tired and sore, but I think this surgery was a lot easier than the last one. The pain meds that I’ve been taking, combined with Benedryl for the allergic rash I developed, have put me in quite a zone. I’ve slept A LOT.
Lots of sleep, lots of meds and limited interaction with the outside world can make one feel kind of blah.
We’re home. But it wasn’t as simple as planned.
We planned on leaving Houston at about 8:30 a.m. Wednesday and being home by late afternoon. But as we fought the morning rush-hour traffic near the Houston Medical District to the Interstate, Jenny was speaking to the triage nurse at the MD Anderson breast center.
Jenny wasn’t happy last night. She didn’t get to eat, but later admitted that the restricted diet was smart. When she received more pain medication at about midnight, she had another wave of nausea. At that point, she was happy that she only had chicken broth and jello to eat for dinner.
Since midnight, though, Jenny has been progressing very well. By 6 a.m. this morning, she was up and around in her room and getting dressed. She ate breakfast after the visit from a doctor this morning. Dr. Gainer’s fellow allowed a change to the diet restriction. But under the advice of the nurse, Jenny took it easy and ate cereal and fruit. There was no breakfast taco, as I promised yesterday.