Another Good Day on the Road to Recovery

I am one week post-surgery.  Successfully taking a shower by myself (well, with only the help of the shower chair) should not be such cause for joy, but I tell you, I practically heard trumpets doing a fanfare that I was able to do that (and wash my hair twice plus condition).  All without falling down.  My new shower chair is teal.  It is very pretty.  Much better than those old white ones.  I have gone 50 hours now without throwing up, too.  Hey, it's the little things in life, you know.

Last night I was able to eat a piece of chicken, potatoes, and green beans.  Today I am trying for pizza.  A mild one, I am not crazy enough to do pepperoni or sausage, just plain ham and cheese.  I am sick of soft food.  I am sick of liquidy food.  Though I did find a nice recipe on youtube for how to make Egg flower soup.  It looks good, sounds good, and will cost less than the $25 or so we shell out for 15 cups.  I hope it is very similar in flavor because it is so simple to make.  I will leave out the one tbsp of Sherry though because of T's allergies.  But I've never seen a recipe for this soup that included sherry before, so it won't matter, likely.

I went for a walk yesterday.  Just around the back yard.  I went barefoot so I could put my toes in the grass.  That just...I don't even know how to describe what it is to walk barefoot in two inch high, thick grass.  It's amazing after being cooped up.  I saw the chickens.  The two babies that survived have grown so much.  The white one is now as big as the red one and the golden one still has some growing to do for that, but she is getting big.  The black one is still biggest, but the red one is definitely the head of the pecking order.  It'll likely be September before the new ones start laying eggs though.

DH picked me some fresh blackberries since I was barefoot, while Tobias (who was delighted to come with us on our little walk) picked some raspberries.  We saw a little garden snake.  Oh, and I smelled the roses.  Yellow and peach ones.  The blueberry bushes are loaded.  I can't wait until they turn blue in a few weeks.

I think I will walk outside again today.  Maybe sit on the porch swing and hold one of the older chickens.  They like to sit with me and they are so cute, they talk to me like we know the same language or something.

Another Good Day on the Road to Recovery

I am one week post-surgery.  Successfully taking a shower by myself (well, with only the help of the shower chair) should not be such cause for joy, but I tell you, I practically heard trumpets doing a fanfare that I was able to do that (and wash my hair twice plus condition).  All without falling down.  My new shower chair is teal.  It is very pretty.  Much better than those old white ones.  I have gone 50 hours now without throwing up, too.  Hey, it's the little things in life, you know.

Last night I was able to eat a piece of chicken, potatoes, and green beans.  Today I am trying for pizza.  A mild one, I am not crazy enough to do pepperoni or sausage, just plain ham and cheese.  I am sick of soft food.  I am sick of liquidy food.  Though I did find a nice recipe on youtube for how to make Egg flower soup.  It looks good, sounds good, and will cost less than the $25 or so we shell out for 15 cups.  I hope it is very similar in flavor because it is so simple to make.  I will leave out the one tbsp of Sherry though because of T's allergies.  But I've never seen a recipe for this soup that included sherry before, so it won't matter, likely.

I went for a walk yesterday.  Just around the back yard.  I went barefoot so I could put my toes in the grass.  That just...I don't even know how to describe what it is to walk barefoot in two inch high, thick grass.  It's amazing after being cooped up.  I saw the chickens.  The two babies that survived have grown so much.  The white one is now as big as the red one and the golden one still has some growing to do for that, but she is getting big.  The black one is still biggest, but the red one is definitely the head of the pecking order.  It'll likely be September before the new ones start laying eggs though.

DH picked me some fresh blackberries since I was barefoot, while Tobias (who was delighted to come with us on our little walk) picked some raspberries.  We saw a little garden snake.  Oh, and I smelled the roses.  Yellow and peach ones.  The blueberry bushes are loaded.  I can't wait until they turn blue in a few weeks.

I think I will walk outside again today.  Maybe sit on the porch swing and hold one of the older chickens.  They like to sit with me and they are so cute, they talk to me like we know the same language or something.

Just Rambling, Really

I am going to write tomorrow.  I have already done a little bit tonight and my flow seems to be there.  DH is taking the kids to the Pacific Science Center along with my mother tomorrow.  First they will drive to Virginia Mason so my mother knows where exactly it is and how to get there for my appointment on the 2nd.  And it gives my mom some time learning how to drive our Sienna on the freeway, since I can't drive until they take these damn tubes out.  I mean, I could, like just down to the grocery store or something, but not 2 to 3 hours.  Not in stop and go traffic where my ab muscles would constantly be tensing.  Anyway, VM and the PSC are very close together, you can (I think) see the Space Needle from the top floor, so it isn't that far out of the way even.

I am capable of being left alone now.  We did a trial run today, with DH taking the kids out for 3 hours.  Now techincally my mother was in the house at the time, but I didn't need her for anything.  I was able to take care of myself.  And it's not like the hospital isn't two blocks away and my MIL isn't on speed dial.  (Okay, she's not on speed dial, but she is second on the list alphabetically of people in my cell phone).  And she would come if necessary.  I have food to warm up and plenty of water and juice so I am good.  I won't try anything fancy, like taking a shower while no one else is home.

And I went outside by myself today.  Didn't even wobble on the steps.  I mostly just sat on the porch swing and watched the chickens and the squirrels and the other birds.  The sun felt really good on my face and I just sort of sat there in a sunbeam enjoying the fresh air.  It was maybe a mild 70 degrees out.  I also picked 12 blackberries and ate them.  Since I had shoes on today I wasn't too worried about the thorns, although they did catch on my dress.  It didn't hurt it though.  It's just an old sundress I had when I was pregnant with Rose, so it wouldn't matter if it got snagged.  I had two of them that I kept even after I was done having kids though they are huge and in no way fit, but I'm always glad that I did because I've worn them after all the different surgeries I've had.  I have another sort of swim suit cover up dress, too that I can wear around the house but the other two I can wear out in public.

I am sort of rambling there.  Anyway, I hope to finish an actual chapter of something tomorrow.  I had gotten to 2800 words on LoF before surgery, so over half way through that chapter.  I'd like to get it done since I left it sitting on a cliffhanger.  And since I will have the complete peace and quiet that I crave for writing (and I've had so much time off from writing it's not even a chore) I think I will do quite well in getting the words out.  Maybe even do some of those drabbles.

Just Rambling, Really

I am going to write tomorrow.  I have already done a little bit tonight and my flow seems to be there.  DH is taking the kids to the Pacific Science Center along with my mother tomorrow.  First they will drive to Virginia Mason so my mother knows where exactly it is and how to get there for my appointment on the 2nd.  And it gives my mom some time learning how to drive our Sienna on the freeway, since I can't drive until they take these damn tubes out.  I mean, I could, like just down to the grocery store or something, but not 2 to 3 hours.  Not in stop and go traffic where my ab muscles would constantly be tensing.  Anyway, VM and the PSC are very close together, you can (I think) see the Space Needle from the top floor, so it isn't that far out of the way even.

I am capable of being left alone now.  We did a trial run today, with DH taking the kids out for 3 hours.  Now techincally my mother was in the house at the time, but I didn't need her for anything.  I was able to take care of myself.  And it's not like the hospital isn't two blocks away and my MIL isn't on speed dial.  (Okay, she's not on speed dial, but she is second on the list alphabetically of people in my cell phone).  And she would come if necessary.  I have food to warm up and plenty of water and juice so I am good.  I won't try anything fancy, like taking a shower while no one else is home.

And I went outside by myself today.  Didn't even wobble on the steps.  I mostly just sat on the porch swing and watched the chickens and the squirrels and the other birds.  The sun felt really good on my face and I just sort of sat there in a sunbeam enjoying the fresh air.  It was maybe a mild 70 degrees out.  I also picked 12 blackberries and ate them.  Since I had shoes on today I wasn't too worried about the thorns, although they did catch on my dress.  It didn't hurt it though.  It's just an old sundress I had when I was pregnant with Rose, so it wouldn't matter if it got snagged.  I had two of them that I kept even after I was done having kids though they are huge and in no way fit, but I'm always glad that I did because I've worn them after all the different surgeries I've had.  I have another sort of swim suit cover up dress, too that I can wear around the house but the other two I can wear out in public.

I am sort of rambling there.  Anyway, I hope to finish an actual chapter of something tomorrow.  I had gotten to 2800 words on LoF before surgery, so over half way through that chapter.  I'd like to get it done since I left it sitting on a cliffhanger.  And since I will have the complete peace and quiet that I crave for writing (and I've had so much time off from writing it's not even a chore) I think I will do quite well in getting the words out.  Maybe even do some of those drabbles.