Well, my mom's friend was right...day 3 of recovery is the absolute worst!! On Thursday, I could hardly function. I was in alot of pain that day, and I just felt bad in general. I wasn't getting much rest because with my throat being swollen, it's created a sort of sleep apnea. I wake up constantly. So, my husband got yet another pain medication that would have more of a sedating affect. It did have a sedating affect, but it did nothing to help me rest. I still couldn't sleep worth a darn. I was just a little more...well...sedated.
Day 4 was a little better. I still stayed in bed most of the time, only sitting up for a couple of hours, but I felt like I got some rest. I was finally able to lay on my side, which helps, because I don't wake up all the time unable to breath. I didn't sleep the whole day, by any means, but I was able to just lay and rest. AND, with Netflix, I watched the entire season of "Hot In Cleveland" in just a couple of hours! Gotta love no commercials.
So, here I am on Day 5. I haven't had a pain pill for 13 hours, I'm drinking coffee for the first time since Tuesday, and I'm having toast. I've heard that starting the day with toast makes a person happy. Can't argue with that, now can I? If I didn't look like a hideous creature, I'd go have my coffee on the back porch. However, I am quite a sight. While they are cute, I've been in the same pajamas since Tuesday or Wednesday evening, I really can't remember. Yes...I do know that it's Saturday morning. On Tuesday or Wednesday, after I showered, I went back to bed with my hair wet. I haven't run a brush through it since, so you can imagine what my chin length mop must look like now. Then, there is the issue of the neck brace. While I don't wear it all the time, I do wear it when I'm up and around. The neck brace, in and of itself, makes me look sickly. I look like one of those really bad actors from the old movies that are trying to rip off insurance companies..."oh, my neck"..."oh, the pain and agony"...yes, I do look like something else!
After a shower, and my hair is brushed once again, I may venture to the back porch to read or something. Now that I've been up a while, I feel pretty good. Makes me want to do laundry. Yeah, I know...I won't...but I feel like doing something. Sitting idle is really not my thing.
I am very much looking forward to Day 7. That is the day I can remove the huge bandages that are pulling at my skin. Yay!