I Wasn’t Kidding!

October 9, 2009

This morning I showered and dressed in regular clothes rather than pajamas that have been the sum total of my wardrobe for the past few weeks. I made my little hospital bed, walked a double lap around our outdoor courtyard, brewed an espresso and then propped myself up in bed to watch a History Channel series on the Fall of the Roman Empire. As soon as I settled onto the bed, Simbakitty nestled in next to me in a snoozing ball and then before Marcus Aurelius was able to conquer Germania, I sprang a leak. The problem was I didn’t know I had. It was only about 20 minutes later when I got up to make a second espresso that I realized the foot wide circle of blood on the bed spread where my left hip had been. The leak had soaked through my clothes, the bed spread and the bed sheets and so I spent the next hour in clean up mode; changing clothes, stripping the bed, loading up the washing machine and driving to the cleaners to drop off the bed spread; all done with a huge patch of gauze over my hip stitches…just in case.

While it’s assuring to know this is a common experience following a surgery such as this, I just want to go on record that it’s a wee bit inconvenient and I’m getting ever so slightly tired of walking around with a gauze pad the size of a toddler’s diaper affixed to my hip. And then again in a world where people are truly suffering, a little annoyance over something like this is a rather trivial event to complain about but hey, at least it gave me something to blog about!

Now, after that little gory story, go enjoy lunch!

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