Happily, I was finally cleared to take regular showers –without baggies or Saran Wrap. Unless you can’t shower unencumbered for a few weeks, you don’t realize how big a deal that is. Of course, Linda was there to help me get in and out of the shower.
Aside: Upon leaving the hospital, I “borrowed” several pairs of hospital socks. They are very comfortable and slip-proof when walking around without my shoes or slippers.
I was able to see a number of my good friends and colleagues, who all helped cheer me up and motivate me. Thank you!
But one real downer occurred the afternoon that my friend James visited me around lunch time. He drove about 45 minutes to get to my house. Shortly after he arrived, I started throwing up like crazy, which of course made me extremely dizzy. I took a couple of antacid pills and had to apologize to James for asking him to leave less than 30 minutes after he arrived. That bothered me since he went out of his way to be there for me.
At that point, I went to lie down, figuring that the nausea and vomiting would stop. And that the incident would blow over. I had been nauseous a lot post-surgery. Boy was I wrong.
A couple of hours later, I had to ask Linda to drive me to the hospital to get checked out. It was not a fun ride, given the way I was feeling. At the hospital, they did a number of blood tests as well as a CT-scan. I thought they would then give me some meds and send me home. Wrong again. [Do you sense a pattern here? Lesson: Let