Day 4 after the surgery, and boredom has set in. I never knew lounging on the couch for days on end could become such a chore.
I miss being able to load up a laundry basket and do a load. I never thought I'd say that, but there it is. I miss being able to unload the dishwasher (the dishes aren't heavy, but I don't want to stretch my abdomen that much right now). I miss being able to run to JoAnn's for some thread.
It's not the worst thing to be laid up, but it is kinda getting on my nerves a little. I walk around the house in laps occasionally. Tomorrow night I am hoping to go to Knit Night (I can't drive myself, so I need to find a ride...C can bring me home, but probably not take me). C is not sure about me leaving the house yet, but I really would like to get out of the house. I can sit and knit there as easily as here, even for just an hour or so.
Saturday I watched all the shows from last week that were recorded and yesterday there was a Bond-a-thon on BBC America. I'm kinda TV'ed out, and took a break from knitting, even, yesterday afternoon. I'm back in knitting mode again, I think. I was worried there for a while and thought I may have to take up reading, something I haven't done much of since I started knitting.
C has been taking good care of me. I woke up very early Saturday and asked him for a fried egg on toast and he did a good job of it...after I had to tell him what drawer the spatulas are in. He is long out of practice in the kitchen, but he's doing okay. I asked for chocolate yesterday and he brought me a monster Hershey bar and a package of Oreos. Can't really beat that.
Today is the first day I don't feel as spacey when reading or concentrating. I think the anesthesia is finally wearing off. I'm still taking pain meds, but not as often and I woke up feeling better than any other morning.
I heard from the Russia agency and the paperwork I sent was all good. There are four more documents we need, but they aren't urgent, and I think we may go get fingerprinted this Saturday for the I-171-H.
Monday, January 26, 2009
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2 comments:
I take an interest in boredom, so found your post today. i went back and read about the 80 documents you had to do for the dossier and the complications. I found your whole site interesting, just a peak at the day to day life of a person I don't know is so .....authentic. Please forgive the intrusion.
Freedom is the key to doing something to not be bored, and you are not free to act much right now... but this is temporary so I won't bore you with advice about boredom. If you want that, check out my ThePowerOfBoredom.com
I hope your adoption goes well. My next door neighbor adopted a Russian boy, my good friend adopted a Guatamalan. Both happily. I'm writing a book about raising transplanted children (I'm writing with/for a psychologist whose specialty it is) but it is mostly about neglected and traumatized children, which yours won't be so much, though possibly understimulated and not easy to bond.
Anyway, I just wanted to say good luck with the adoption, and I hope you recover well from the surgery. And keep ordering chocolate.
Letitia
Oh, dear... just see it as a healing knitting time. Believe me, be careful now, otherwise you'll be sorry later. It's all very vulnarable. A hug.
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