I woke up in pain. My back was hurting so bad, I had to get up. Counting the one time at 1 am that I woke up in pain. It happened twice. I have not got any sleep.
I was feeling really uncomfortable and could barely move like I have been. My mom says I’m not getting better, I’m getting worse.
As I was getting ready for my shower, I find out my op foot is swollen. It was about triple the size of my normal foot size. I’m a little worried. I had on the TED stockings but I think it happened because I put a pillow behind my op knee to keep it bent overnight. So, I’m not going to do that anymore.
After my shower, I guess I feel better, but my foot is still swollen. My mom got me briefs that almost came up to my breasts. Wow. My mom was worried about the incision, if she got normal underwear. They were also size 9, and they were extra loose. Yeah, I’m back to going commando, until she goes back to the store to get the correct underwear. She will get boyshorts this time.
She didn’t get boyshorts for me but she got low rise briefs size 8. They fit perfectly unfortunately. I need to be much smaller. They don’t bother my incision, even with staples. I even feel normal now. Because I have been going commando in the beginning of my recovery or been wearing a make shift underwear because they were too tight. The side of my incision, the panties were cut and extended. It worked.
Other than that, my mom and my chihuahua, have been having a war with each other. My dog Amber, is 10 years old, and set in her ways. When she does not want to go outside, it takes my mom forever to get her to go. When she does not want to come inside, she screams bloody murder, if my mom tries to get her to come inside.
This morning, I tell her to leave her alone, if she does not want to go outside. My mom wants the dog to go outside to pee and save the potty pad inside. The problem with that, is the weather. When its cold, she does not want to go outside. My mom won’t win this fight. My mom said this morning she is tired of taking care of me and my dog. She was partially joking. This surgery has been hard on her, because she has to take care of me all the time. I started to feel independent, but today is one mayor set back, which will take a lot longer to become independent.
I’m supposed to start a job on Jan 7th and my mom told me I better not take the job. I’m going to give myself another couple of days and think about taking the job as planned or declining the job offer.