At Home!

I came home from the hospital yesterday mid-day.

I must say that it's quite inconvenient to have abdominal surgery, since that's the most logical place to rest a laptop whilst lolling on the couch or bed, waiting to feel better. (And while being waited on hand and foot by my wonderful father and husband, when they aren't Brynna-wrangling.)

In all seriousness, though, I am getting a bit more comfortable and a bit more mobile with every passing hour, and was even able to get out of bed by myself this morning. (Ah, important life skills.) My surgeon and the residency are quite determined that I take the week off and not go back to work until Monday, which is probably wise, as I have that fuzzy post-call feeling in my brain and am told that it is going to take awhile to wear off.

The other fun side effect of being intubated twice in two days, and having an extra scope stuck down there during one of those times, is that I have a fat lip and—I kid you not—a swollen uvula (the hangy-down thing in the back of the mouth), which makes me feel continuously as if I have something caught in my throat. Mom suggested more Italian Ice, which seems like a reasonable treatment plan to me!

Am now trying to figure out if I can continue to ignore my terrifically long to-do list as I have been doing determinedly while caught in the residency whirl over the last several months, or if "I just had surgery and want to lie here and play on the internet!" should be at least partially ignored in favor of "suck it up and fill out the paperwork so you can actually have your own doctor!" We'll see how that one plays out.