Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Ten Days Later...
I’ve been home ten days. It’s been quite a journey so far. The most noticeable change is my strength. Last Tuesday I walked up the stairs, sat on the bed and passed out…literally. I went too fast, too soon. Now I can make multiple, albeit slow, trips every day. I can even give myself a shower. Getting up and down from my chair is easier too. I haven’t used my walker in a week.
Next Tuesday, April 14, I go back to the doctor for my first follow-up. My two “tubes” will be removed along with my staples. CAN’T WAIT! After that, some rehab and continued recovery.
While Ginger continues to be my special caregiver, a friend and nurse, Vicki Beck has also been a special blessing. A portion of my incision has to be treated (repacked) twice a day. Neither Ginger nor I felt comfortable doing this. When I came home it took 16” of gauze to fill it…it was that deep. It can be painful. Since day one Vicki has stopped by twice a day to do this for us. The wound is now ½” deep and healing. Thank you Vicki!
The scar… I really hadn’t paid much attention to my incision. While in the hospital several nurses mentioned my “beautiful” scar and the bragging rights it gave me. I’m like “HUH?” Monday I actually looked at it. Whoa! It must be 18” top to bottom. Dang, no wonder my stomach is sore. I don’t know when, where or why I would brag but it is impressive.
Thanks to my family and friends for the continued messages, cards and good wishes. It helps a lot!
Next Tuesday, April 14, I go back to the doctor for my first follow-up. My two “tubes” will be removed along with my staples. CAN’T WAIT! After that, some rehab and continued recovery.
While Ginger continues to be my special caregiver, a friend and nurse, Vicki Beck has also been a special blessing. A portion of my incision has to be treated (repacked) twice a day. Neither Ginger nor I felt comfortable doing this. When I came home it took 16” of gauze to fill it…it was that deep. It can be painful. Since day one Vicki has stopped by twice a day to do this for us. The wound is now ½” deep and healing. Thank you Vicki!
The scar… I really hadn’t paid much attention to my incision. While in the hospital several nurses mentioned my “beautiful” scar and the bragging rights it gave me. I’m like “HUH?” Monday I actually looked at it. Whoa! It must be 18” top to bottom. Dang, no wonder my stomach is sore. I don’t know when, where or why I would brag but it is impressive.
Thanks to my family and friends for the continued messages, cards and good wishes. It helps a lot!
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