Sunday, June 29th.

It's been two days since my surgery. Couldn't post yesterday because no internet connection due to storm. I am very sore from the surgery. Here's how it went:

Was at hospital at 11:30 am. Got all prepped and put into my little bed. This is all done in Out-Patient Ambulatory Surgery. Rebecca and Dave sat with me until I finally went into surgery around 2:00. Things went really well and I guess I was out in about 50 minutes. Laid in recovery for awhile but felt disconnected due to morphine for pain. Wow, that was weird. Couldn't wake up, couldn't open my eyes. Felt really drugged. Finally taken back to my little cubby hole where I opened my eyes to the two most beautiful people in my life, Dave and Rebecca.

The drowsiness stayed w/ me awhile. I had 5 "stab" wounds, as the nurse called them, in my belly. They were all held closed by steri-strips. Very sore. At one point I had to get up and use the restroom. When I returned to my bed I tore one of the wounds open getting back into bed and it had to be resealed. Hasn't happened since, but the nurse sent us home w/ some additional steristrips and bandages.

Yesterday, Saturday, I laid around and rested but made myself get up and walk occasionally. Good to prevent blood clots, which I have a history of. Drank small amonts of Slim Fast and Instant Breakfast, but I was still a little confused as to how much and when to drink. Bec helped by reading some of my information and she set me straight. I'm suppose to drink about 2-3 oz. and take 15-30 minutes to do so. Then about every 30-40 minutes repeat this procedure. So that is what I am doing today. I have a cute little pink Pampered Chef 4 oz measuring cup that I drink out of.

Don't feel sick, but wounds hurt. Think my new little stomach growled a few times.

Here's a cute little antidote about my 2 1/2 year old grandson. Gavin found a dead little yellow butterfly on my front porch and called his Papa Dave to fix it. He though perhaps since Dave has fixed some of Gavin's toys that he could 'fix' the butterfly. Unfortuantely Dave told Gavin he couldn't fix it and together they threw it in the trash.

And today, Gavin pooped in the potty. This is a great milestone as he has been fighting against this forever. He's been afraid to go. His mommy had even bought him presents to open everytime he went. He actually called me on the phone and told me his great accomplishment. He got two presents for this. Yeah, Gavin:thumbs_up::wink: