Okay, guys, here's the latest from the Cut Gut Chronicles...
I am off the narcotic painkillers as of today--don't need 'em any more.
I can now actually cough a little to clear the airways without fearing my innards will spill onto the floor--and that's another good thing.
My diet is still restricted to "liquids, puddings, cream soups and shakes" and that's not so good. Still, that steak at the end of the tunnel is a motivator to heal.
I go back to the doc to get about a gazillion staples removed on the 24th. I may actually be allowed to drive after that. As of now, driving is prohibited. And that actually hasn't been all that bad since Bunny's car has taken some sort of dump and doesn't want to run, so she's been using the JEEP. I think we have arranged to get it to the mechanic for repair next Monday. I'm hoping it's something simple and cheap.
Yesterday, I managed a rather lethargic walkabout. Put in about .25 miles (about .4km for our Oz contingent) which ain't too bad. I managed to sleep for 30 minutes upon my return, but I got the walk in. I just don't have much in the "reserve" tank.
There may be a reason for the lack of energy... According the the hospital's "bed scale," shortly after the surgery and after they had pumped me full of fluids, my registered weight was 237 lb. (that's 107.5 kg or I think 18.96 stone--just trying to be helpful, here). This morning on an accurate scale here at home, I came in at 206 lb. (93.4 kg or 16.48 stone). It appears I will break the 200 pound barrier in the right direction for the first time in 20 years. And,that may allow me to ditch the blood pressure meds
I have had no inflammation along the stitch line, and everything is looking good so far.
So, all is progressing anon. I can already feel the benefit of having my stomach back where it belongs and not pressing against heart and lung--and that, too, is a good thing.
Thanks again for all your kind thoughts and prayers.
A grateful,
Crusader Rabbit