This will be a short post. Right now, Vincent’s sleeping, and I want to get some reading done while he’s napping.
Yes, reading. NOT cleaning. If you recall, I had my gallbladder surgery on Thursday. I’m doing okay, but one of the problems with the pain medication working so well is that it’s very easy for me to overdo it. Then when the medication wears off, I hurt. So, yes, although it’s hard for me to settle down and ask my husband for help (if you know me at all, you know this is VERY hard for me), I’m doing it because I figure the sooner I get better, the sooner things can get back to normal.
Admittedly, I’m mostly doing what I usually do, just more slowly and with as little bending and twisting as possible. Oh, and no picking up anything over 20 pounds. (Luckily, Vincent is nowhere near 20 pounds. At least, I don’t think he is.) I’m even getting everything together to go back to work tomorrow, even though I was approved for FMLA until June 20th.
But I don’t have the money to stay out that long.
Anyway. The operation went well. I was kind of looking forward to eating something fatty just to see what my body would do. Well, I was also a little worried, too. And guess what? I had Domino’s pizza the other day–lots of it, I was hungry, heh–and no problems!
Besides posting here to say my surgery went well, I also wanted to mention that yesterday, Vincent turned 3 months old. My little guy is no longer a newborn! So I was thinking of writing up something about what I learned and would recommend to any expecting parents for the first three months. Hey, everyone else gets to be opinionated; why can’t I?