On Tuesday, I started to feel nauseous. By Wednesday, I couldn't even keep my medicine down. Turns out, I was having a stomach reaction to the hydrocodone! So at exactly one week post-op, I was off pain meds cold turkey. And you know what? I didn't really need them!
I spent the rest of the week huddled in my room with my barf bucket. I couldn't handle the meals being brought over - or even some of the smells. I subsided on water and Ritz crackers. My PT was very easy at this point, so I was able to get though that - even on a bad tummy.
Friday was my 42nd birthday. Prior to my surgery, I thought I'd be well enough by then that we could go all out to dinner ... my first post-op outing! But when the actual day rolled around, I was happy just to eat a little pizza and birthday cake with the family.
By Sunday, I felt like I was normal again, and my PT declared I was "like a totally different person!"
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