This kidney stone deal has kicked my butt! I told Vince this morning that the last time I had this done, it wasn’t nearly so bad and, in his usual “always knows what to say” self, he said “Everything is harder when you’re old!”
When I came home from surgery and bragged about how good I was feeling, I think I was under the influence of anesthesia and pain meds because it’s definitely be down hill since then. The pain hasn’t been unbearable but I just feel horrible – I don’t feel like doing anything. I stay up for an hour, sleep for two hours, get up for an hour, sleep for three hours.
I’m no doctor but I honestly believe the antibiotic I was taking was dragging me down. I started thinking that because I kept feeling worse each day post-surgery – not sick or hurting or feverish but just didn’t feel like myself. I googled it and you know . . Google can be your best friend or your worst enemy but what I read gave me hope that it was the antibiotic and I will be feeling better soon. I took the last one yesterday at noon so I’m hoping that by tonight, I’m starting to feel like my old self again. This morning I fixed breakfast, got a load of laundry going, watered a few pot plants and took a shower and I think that’s more than I’ve done the past several days.
It is amazing what four days of doing NOTHING will do to a household. This morning we ate breakfast using salad forks and had grits out of serving bowls. Everything is dirty . . I’ve lived on ice cream and watermelon for the past few days so every small bowl was dirty. The dishwasher is going, the countertops have been wiped down . . there’s light at the end of the tunnel.