a Taj MuttHall Dog Diary: Yesterday Was the Honeymoon

Thursday, November 30, 2006

Yesterday Was the Honeymoon

SUMMARY: Today, miserable pain.

Woke up a couple of times in the night with the leg aching some, took my Vicodin, lost a few short hours of sleep. By the time I got up, absolute misery. Every movement hurt tremendously.

I made it through the morning, managed to sleep after my midmorning Vicodin, despite ongoing feelings of nausea as well (pain-induced, I believe--if I'd lie completely still for a while, pain would die back to a mere constant ache and nausea would subside), then called the doctor's office to say that this didn't seem right.

The simple changes of removing the thick dressing a day early so I could get icing closer to my skin and adding megadoses of ibuprofen seem to be helping; nausea's been completely gone, pain is somewhat reduced although still have to walk (with crutches) very slowly and methodically. I am hopeful that I'm on the right track now.

All kinds of people are offering aid and sympathy; it's wonderful to know that I've got a support group if I need it. I've turned everyone down, though--I hadn't felt up to socializing, and my needs are really so simple at the moment that it makes no sense to have anyone hanging around waiting for me to need, say, a drink (can get it myself every couple of hours, just slowly and carefully) or, say, a trip to the restroom--rather a solitary kind of activity, really, at least in my experience. And my renter/housemate comes home after work and plays with the dogs and does the half a dozen collected things I need doing and then I'm fine again.

And--tomorrow's another day!


  1. Oh my. I didn't realize you had gone in for surgery already. How did you get a camera in there? Not that I would have wanted pictures of me, pre and post op.

    I hope you are on the mend and feeling better. The post op nausea thing is dreadful. It killed me for weeks. But I am glad that yours has subsided.


  2. Yesterday was awful. Today MUCH better, mostly just woozy from drugs.

    The admitting nurse was very discouraging about the camera and told me to give it back to my mom to take away, because it was too valuable to have there unattended, but what the heck, I had a bag of misc stuff with me so I just left it in the bag and then used it when I had the chance. Just another civilly disobedient person who wouldn't take No for an answer. :-)