Trying To Catch Up…

Entry Four: Sunday Okay, it’s time for me to play catch up. This is what happened Sunday. I told you I wasn’t good at keeping track by documentation but I’m trying to discipline myself to do it. I gotta get well! I woke up with the body aches, had some night sweating, and I just felt lousy overall. I had no apetite and the “Phantom Pain” was down to a low mid frequency type hum in the low abdomen. It just hung out there for a few hours, not explaining itself at all, for no apparent reason. Nothing that went through my mind in an attempt to try to figure out what this pain is (I do it everytime I get it) made any sense either. I mean, it feels like the lining of my colon is inflamed or something and somebody is just squeezing it, or twisting it and then holding it in that position. Here’s a good example of what it feels like at it’s worse. If you’ve ever had a charlie horse in your leg muscle or arm muscle that won’t go away when you’re trying to get it out, that’s what it feels like is happening in my abdomen.

I know about spastic colon but this is rediculous! If this is a spasm, then I need a super powered anti-spasmodic! I’m actually pissed about the whole thing because I know I never had this “Phantom Pain” till I had the hysterectomy. I ended up having to get the prehistoric procedure in the new millenium (the bikini cut like a C section) instead of the neat, non obtrusive 3 slit laproscopic job with star trek type technology involved. I am however thankful that the state offered me insurance to get that done, seeing that my uterus had grown to the size of a six month old fetus because of the inumerable and large fibroids. I’m not kidding. I saw it. Really. My uterus. The Basket Of Life. The whole thing… I requested it. I have a high sensitivity to most things on the planet so they could not put me to sleep but gave me the needle in the spine thingy that I can’t think of the name of right now… you know… what they give you if you gotta have something during labor. So, I was awake during the surgery…. very high but awake. I tried to sing for my doctor (oh, yeah, I’m also a singer) and lost all ability to carry a note the moment he cut through the stomache muscle. That was the weirdest feeling I’ve ever had!

Anyway, back to catching up. My best friend came by again and brought me a fabulous meal which I ate very little of, ribs and chicken with a baked potatoe from a favorite restaurant of mine. Not much of an apetite at all. I’m still light headed and feeling weak and sleeping alot, more than usual. I’m drinking lots of fluids, water, gatorade, and sprite and trying not to worry about not feeling well. Today I prayed alot on and off because I just want to feel okay. I’ll write about Monday and today in my next post and hopefully be able to keep up after that. I can see now that I may be skipping some days, but that should be okay.

Patience

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