Day Two is not nearly as much fun as Day One was now that the potent hospital drugs are out of my system. I’ve slept very little and had some tremendous pain around 3 am. I ended up taking a Tramadol in the middle of the “wait” for the next round of Hydrocodone and Robaxin because I just couldn’t handle it anymore. That helped and I was able to actually sleep for about 3 or 4 hours. I am reminded of the insomniac blur between sleep and reality as portrayed in the movie Fight Club. No makeup, no shower, and med-head make my face look super-sexay.
I am using the crutches, against my joyous pride, but I am following doctor’s orders and listening to my body. I can stand well unassisted but walking is a whole other animal entirely. It really feels like all muscle pain and not joint pain, but it’s difficult to tell when everything screaming at me right now. Rolling over, getting up out of bed, and up & down on the toilet are unpleasant experiences, to say the least. They told me Day 2 and 3 would be challenging and they were right.
I’ve had problems with low blood pressure in general and the meds have been lowering it even more, so I have to make sure I am well hydrated and fed so I don’t pass out when I stand up. Unexpected side effect but I’m dealing.
My biggest concern is flying home tomorrow with four airports on the list. I’m so glad I upgraded my seats and bought the Cushy Cloud for the ride! I made sure the wheelchair assistance also includes the little wheelchair to get me on and off the plane & down the aisle to my seat because I just can’t right now. The thought of going downstairs to get in the car in the morning is daunting!
I can’t wait to see our little boy, though. I may not be able to lift him, but I can super-snuggle him until his ears fall off!
One cool thing we discovered last night when I bled through my bandages was my incision is in the shape of a cross! I sent messages to several previous Beckster patients and none of theirs looked like that…after my experience with the angel in my anesthesia-dream, I feel blessed to be able to say I’ve “been touched by an angel.” :)
That’s all I can handle writing today, my friends. Blessings to you all!
You can read more of my SI Joint Dysfunction journey here.