Clean Bill of Health: Not Today

What do you think of the new look? Pretty posh, huh?

I had to go see my doctor today. She failed me in my Clean Bill of Health post-op check-up. She is not happy with my level of pain (I still have to have a pillow over my tummy when I wear a seat belt). She also did not like that I've been running a fever since yesterday and how my incisions look. This means I am not healed enough to do fun things like ride my scooter and will have to apply antibiotics in my bellybutton and other incisions.

So, I am going to have keep growing in my boredom because I cannot go to work next week. Ack! What am I going to do with myself? I've already done all the crafty stuff I can think of that I felt like doing. I've completed more sudoku puzzles then I ever have this week than I have in the last 3 years. It's hard to be stuck at home when I like going to work and am supposed to be picking blueberries soon (yuuummmmm!). I'm going to get some magazines. Maybe I'll embroider handkerchiefs.

I miss riding my scooter most of all, especially now that the weather is so nice.

On the upside, the track and field Olympic trials are going on this weekend and those will be featured on TV. Kyle won't take me to Hayward Field because he knows that I will want to look at everything (there will be stands like at the fair) and go everywhere and unintentionally make myself sick. Plus, tickets are sold out to go there.

Recovery, cont.

I thought the pain would be going away more by today, but no luck. I feel like I've been stabbed with a dull iron rod through my bellybutton. If I am perfectly still, I feel okay. Otherwise, I feel like I can't get the invisible rod out of my belly.

A really weird thing happened today, too. After taking a shower, I got very nauseous and turned an interesting shade of whitish gray and got dizzy. I promptly went to bed and started to sweat like mad--dripping sweat. The episode only lasted a few minutes, but I have never felt like this before. I don't know why it happened and it has not happened again. Maybe I stood up too fast.

After visiting the doctor's office I had a little lunch and then got my hair cut (just the dry ends trimmed off) by a girl named Holly as part of my "getting well" treatment. I've known Holly for a couple of years and she graduated from beauty school at the beginning of the year. She took a lot of care and did a good job.

After a nap, I got online to find out a little more about my condition. My doctor is very nice and uses very nice words sometimes and medical words I do not hear everyday. I researched the things I was told and found that I actually had two tumors (benign, thankfully) that were removed in my lower abdomen, not just "blister things" like I was telling everyone else (the doctor did not tell me I had blisters--I said that because that is how I interpreted what I was told). The tumors were pushing up against other organs in my tummy, therefore causing a lot of pain and nausea along with the other scaring and lesions found.

Wow...2 tumors...no wonder I was in so much pain. And it only took a month and a half and 2 appendicitis scares to figure it out.




Pet Peeve of the Day: The neighbor's cigarette smoke stinking up my house.