Morning all,
Another wretched night. I am not sure how much more of this I can take. Last night I went into the hot tub for about 20 minutes - boy did it steam up in that room and there is a big difference between being in there when it's 60 or 70 degrees outside and the 40 degrees it was yesterday. Believe me I hurried into that tub. Then I had been running the dryer to warm my towels. The dryer vents into the 3 season room right now which used to be the outside of the house. DH needs to run the vent through the floor and outside. So I am sitting in the tub, the room is getting steamy and I am thinking - hmmm - I wonder if the vent is expelling carbon monoxide gas. I wasn't thinking at the time it is an ELECTRIC dryer - I was thinking it was gas. I had no intention of killing myself so I reluctantly climbed back out of the tub, put my head in the door to the laundry room and shut off the dryer. NOW this morning I remember this is an electric dryer so I can safely use it to heat the 3 season room

I did about a 20 minute soak and then quickly ran back into the laundry room and wrapped the warm towels around me. I felt relaxed and took my medication (they told me to double up on the oxycotin - sure if it don't work in the first place, take twice as much ! ) Went to bed on the early side saying my prayers for everyone and hoping that I could get a restful night or at least something like the night before where I only woke up twice.
I went to bed around 11:30 - woke up at 12:30 for round 1. Bam. Twisted around and fell back asleep until 1:30, then 2:30 and 3:30 and 4am. The pain intensified as each hour passed. I was hurting tremendously by 4am - rubbed my leg for a while (the back of my knee was knotting up something fierce). At about 4:40 I got up and started freaking out a little. My brain was going nutso - much like a panic attack and I had to work hard to get it under control again. Wasn't sure if that was the oxy doing it's narcotic thing (which is why I DON'T want to be on this med but they keep pushing it). I settled down around 5 in the recliner with a warm blanket and an ice pack on my leg. Woke up at 7 when the alarm clock went off tired, groggy, fed up and my leg is very sore - like if you had clenched all the shin muscles for hours on end which is probably what was going on. I tell you girls I am soooooo over this already. The pain, the not sleeping, I am tired of whining about the pain and feeling that no one is listening to me, the fact that it's time to start getting things done in my life and I have no inclination to do anything because I am so off kilter. I feel like a sound like a broken record. No one that I know who had this surgery has felt like this. I am starting to wonder if they botched something.
Just as I was getting ready to leave for physical therapy yesterday, the physician's assistant from the doctor's office called. I told him what was going on. He said this is not unusual - I am still only relatively early out of surgery and still healing. He said to switch back to the oxycotin pain meds and when I said they didn't work, he said to double them up. He said I could also supplement with up to 1,000 milligrams of Tylenol AND could take some Ibuprofen at night to help with the pain. I said won't I be a drugged out zombie???? I already have a constant low grade stomach ache from the Tramadol pain meds even though I force myself to eat something when I take the medication so I'm not taking it on an empty stomach. He suggested I contact my primary care physician and get an ultrasound at the hospital here to rule out a blood clot. I said my leg does not feel hot or swollen and the pain is intense at night and tolerable during the day. He said you can't always easily tell with a clot. So I went to therapy and then walked across the parking lot to my clinic only to find that the entire clinic was closed for the day for some unknown reason. I have a follow up appointment today with the nurse practitioner for the weight management program that I looked at the day before I had surgery (another farce as far as I'm concerned). Afterwards I will walk across and see if the clinic is open and if I can persuade someone to write me an order for an ultrasound. if not, I will have to travel all the way to Duluth and I will probably just loose it totally. Like I said, I am just so over this entire ordeal already. Both of my legs are starting to hurt - I know I am not walking correctly just by the way I am feeling.
I talked to my cousin yesterday. He was a Chicago policeman and one day as he was doing a traffic stop, a rental truck came out of no where and hit him dead on and tossed him 15 feet into the air. The effect was like cracking a whip on his spine. They never did catch the dirtbag in the truck and the guy he had stopped took off too and left him for dead. He was able to use his radio on his uniform to call for help. It has been a long and very painful road for him. He is truly broken - all his discs are disintegrating in his spine - he only has 2 left - everything else has been fused and cemented in with rods. You want to talk about someone in pain - mine is nothing compared to his and his will never end. He was telling me that he just had some injections into his spine to try and relieve some pain but they won't take effect for at least 4 more days. So all he does is lay in bed with an occasional comment on Facebook. I really feel so badly for him - 57 year old and he has a body that is worse off than my 90 year old mother - with no real hope for recovery. He said he takes things one day at a time. He and his wife did have a little birthday celebration for my Mom which was nice. Oh and besides his pain he is estranged from his brother who lives at home with their Mom and Mom has taken sides and refuses to talk to D so they have not spoken in 2 years. All that AND abandoned by your mum - how is that right? So my Mom is his pseudo Mom. I'm sorry I am babbling today. Lack of sleep I guess.
Annie - when you start to eat less, your stomach fills up more quickly. I'm not sure if it actually "shrinks" as they say but you do eat less. I have the same situation now - we go to dinner and I eat the salad or soup and a roll and I am stuffed - no room for the rest of the meal and while I take it home, I do feel like I am wasting food. But that's the way it is. We were at Wendy's 2 weeks ago - they had some good looking salads too. The baked potato is one of my Momma's favorite meals. Congrats on maintaining your weight loss thusfar. I think no matter what we will always find another 5 or 10 pounds we think we need to lose. I'm sure you are perfect as you are! We watched the Voice last night too. Miley is a goofball for sure but I do like her on that show. I think she is really involved in WANTING to actually help people succeed. And she seems to know an awful lot of music. I think she is a fresh change to the show. Sometimes the slings between Adam and Blake get to be a bit too much. Enough about you boys - let's focus on the contestants! Ha ha - good for you for ditching the conference. I am in your camp about hating those things. I did turn down 2 opportunities with the shelter - one in Las Vegas (I was not looking forward to sharing a room with 3 almost strangers and dealing with elevators again) and another one in southern Wisconsin - again the elevators and a long 5 hour plus car ride there and back. I don't think I will be asked again - which is ok by me. Like you - the commute between home and work is quite enough. As chatty as I am, I just wither when it comes to making conference small talk.

I traded a few texts with Michelle last week also. She has a new dog but is still mourning the loss of Santa and the shock of the passing of her brother. Sometimes busy cannot heal a saddened heart.
Shad - well I see they managed to extract something from inside you. The fact that it's not more is perhaps a good indication that not all is lost in there. What a mess for you. As Annie said - take care as the tiredness and pain will be intensified as the anesthesia wears off. Rest up and just read or relax as best you can. No chasing after ODDU either.
Laura - looking forward to seeing the carved pumpkin. It's amazing what they can do with those things now. Glad you found a pants suit that will work for you. As you are still working, I can see where you need at least one. Shame as we have had some really nice ones donated at the thrift store from people like me who have left their former corporate life. Good suits too - but people up here have no use for them until someone visits from the cities and snatches them up. I hate it when you spend a few hours sifting through things and then have to stop and you realize you have not made any real headway
Well I'd better get into the shower if I am going to get out of here on time. I really want to cancel this appointment - just like the useless nurse (patient advocate my butt) that bothers me each Monday with her calls that go no where, I just don't want to be bothered with any one except someone who will really help me here.
Sorry for the Debbie Downer, I will be ok when I get some sleep and I hate passing out during the day. Carry on girls.