Yesterday was rough. Really rough. Probably a good thing we took our time posting this one.
To be able to go home we have to master the pain management and have to be able to walk around. I got one last IV dose of a pain med early yesterday afternoon and it put me in deep space nine, which turned out to be a false sense of progress. Around 3pm we switched to oral meds as another step towards freedom. While those meds do their job when I’m still in bed, standing up & moving myself to a chair was awful. I sobbed my way back into bed and didn’t have any appetite the rest of the night. Made for another rough morning taking a bunch of meds on an empty stomach, throwing up with an incision that stretches across my entire abdomen isn’t exactly fun. They got zofran into my system pretty quickly which helped. I also had to get a new IV at 4am and if you have tiny veins like me, you can imagine how not welcomed that was.
Yesterday all I wanted to do was scream “cancer sucks” at the top of my lungs, but there’s already a patient taking care of the screaming on the floor. Didn’t want to lose my favorite patient status so I left the job to her. But for real, cancer really does suck.
We met with Dr. Potkul and team this morning. I told him I liked him and all but I would love to get home. He was going to look into a nerve blocker around the incision site so that I can at least get up. I’m fine in taking steps, it’s the sitting up, getting out of bed, holding myself up that’s intolerable. You don’t realize how much you use your abs for everything!
We are going to watch the progress closely today. Holding out hope to go home tonight, if for nothing else than just be able to sleep through the night instead of the hourly wake up calls. Thankfully we have the nurses we love back with us today & yes she brought me another red & pink starburst pack. No, Dad, I don’t share those. 🙂
Kevin has been MVP 1 (think QB 1 from Friday Night Lights). He’s taken quite well to his hospital duties (some of which he enjoys far too much) and he’s keeping me in line with the fluids. I know he’s anxious for some much deserved, uninterrupted sleep!
Stay tuned and keep prayin. We could use all the healing prayers & positive thoughts we can get right now.
On a really cool note though, my sister designed a shirt in our honor and my entire fam all walked into the hospital with these on:
Thank you Annas!!
Beef & Kevin