One Week Update

Well, I'm about one week out from my hysterectomy and I must admit, for the most part, I feel like a ROCK STAR!  Okay, admittedly, it's easy to feel like a rock star when you have people waiting on you hand and foot (shout out to my mother-in-law Val and my mom Donna!) and amazing friends who cook up delicious dinners and deliver them to the front door!

Around day 5, I switched from the hydrocodone to just taking ibuprofen.  Today, I took 3 ibuprofen this morning, but haven't had any since and I'm feeling really good.  Tired, but still for the most part very little pain.  I am taking about half a hydrocodone at night, just because I think it helps me sleep, but I may even stop doing that soon.  Or I may ration them for nights when I really need a good nights sleep.  Don't judge.

I still wear my abdominal binder (it's kind of like a girdle, but it actually feels good) at times during the day, and that is helpful as it supports my back.  The first 3-4 days were filled with bloating and a bit of cramping, but the majority of my pain has been in my back.  It's nothing that is unmanageable, I just feel my back gets tired easier than the rest of me.  Since I'm off the pain meds for the most part, I think I may try to tackle driving tomorrow.

Mason has been so good throughout all of this!  Of course, he's had his Nannie and GG here to spoil him rotten, but really, that kid has been so good about realizing that mommy can't pick him up or rough house.  A few times I've told him that mommy has boo-boos and he thinks all I need is a band aid and it will all be better.  Because when you are a kid, isn't everything made better by a TMNT band aid?!

My mother-in-law kept Mason while I was in the hospital and came home with us the first few days.  She was amazing!  I know lots of people tell the dreaded mother-in-law stories, but mine is awesome!  I know Richard and Mason enjoyed having her here just as much as I did.

My mom!  She's the cook from scratch type of mom, so she's cringing making me pudding from a box. 

My mom has spent the past few days here and has been equally as amazing.  Today, she made me banana pudding with vanilla wafers, one of my childhood favorites.  As a kid, she made the kind that you had to stir non-stop for 30 minutes over the stove.  This time I had her make Jell-O pudding and slice a banana up in there (she fully protested making it using a box pudding mix and cool whip).  I've got to say, she was right (AGAIN!) her stuff is indeed much better than the Jell-O recipe I insisted on.  No worries, I told her she could get a re-do in a few weeks when I have my mastectomy.  Oh, and hopefully she'll make me some of her amazing chocolate chip cookies then, too.

Mom was right, homemade is better.  But this will do for now.