Update: I. Just. Want. To. Sleep.
I had forgotten how this day of the recovery usually is. It’s actually not one of the easiest ones, but not for reasons you might think. My pain is tolerable, though not as well controlled as with the epidural.
Yesterday I was almost bounding out of bed on my own, walking briskly to the bathroom and in the hall, and felt nice and rested. I just about felt like my normal self (minus the normal clothes and makeup).
Now, I feel every move I make. It’s not that it’s painful, but it’s kind of a dull heaviness. It’s not so bad, but it’s just that I have to take everything so slowly now. I have to remind myself that this is not a step backward but actually forward, even though it may not seem like it. The hardest part honestly though, is being so drowsy. It’s not a feeling I enjoy, but I’m learning to rest in it (haha! I made a funny!). I really don’t feel like eating or drinking or doing much of anything else other than sleeping.
In all seriousness, things are going well. As comfortable as it was, “life on epidural” is not reality for the long run and would not help me heal correctly – therefore being harmful rather than helpful. If I wasn’t so stinkin’ drowsy, I know I could totally draw a profound life lesson out of this … but alas, I am drowsy. I’ll let you draw out your own!
Blessings! Thanks for your prayers.
P.S. – don’t worry, I’m not fighting it. I’m fully taking advantage of being able to sleep as much as I can (not to make you jealous).