01/07/08

I feel sick.

Okay so it's just day 3 post-op. I'm sure I'm not supposed to feel great but I cant pinpoint whats up here. I cant tell if I am hungry, full, queasy. I dunno.

My day started out fine. I slept on my side for a bit.. heaven. Then I got up, took a nice hot shower, got dressed, had some jello, made some tea. Spilled the tea all over me and Spooky and the desk and the floor and the chair.. etc. I changed clothes, cleaned the best I could then decided I have gas. Went to ingest a gas-x strip and dropped it. It immediately began to disolve so I now have a pink spot on the floor.

I went back to bed.

My treadmill has made its way from the basement to the dining room. I hope to get on that tomorrow. Slowly but still moving. My husband is attempting to cook himself some dinner. Thats kinda funny. He has trouble with mac n cheese. I'm sure he'll be fine. I'd help but I dont want to be around food I cant have. I feel like crap anyway.

No witty words of wise-assdom from me today. I'm just in the "why did I do this to myself" stage of being. As I told my mom, by day 5 or 7 I will feel better. I hope she believes me and I hope I believe it too.