First week back, revisited.

The first week back at school was difficult, I won't lie, but I survived. Here's a recap of how my week went:

Sunday: My family helped me move back in. It took two trips and a little bit of yelling, but we made it.

Monday: Martin Luther King day, no class. Spent the day sleeping, relaxing, and watching TV.

Tuesday: First day of classes. My only class was at 1:15pm, on the East part of the other campus. I made it, only a couple minutes late.

Wednesday: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday are my busy days. I had to get up at 7:45am to make it to my 8:30 class. I got an hour and fifteen minute break before I had to get on the bus to make it to writing. Immediately after writing, I had to walk a block to my Math class, in a huge auditorium. I sat at the top because there was no making it down those stairs.

Thursday: Two classes. First I had my lab for my Animal Science class, followed soon after by my peer led math discussion. After classes, I went to the poster sale that was being held at the student union. I ended up leaving with three different House posters.

Friday: Basically a repeat of Wednesday, only we actually started working on things and I had two assignments due. I took a nap between Animal Science and Writing, but for some reason, my alarm didn't go off. I was almost 30 minutes late for my 50 minute class. Thankfully my writing teacher is pretty awesome, and he let me slide. Math peer discussion was uneventful.

When I got back to my room, I found that I'd missed a phone call, and the caller had left a message. As I listened to the message, I realized that this could be the biggest coincidence in a while, but that's for another post.

Recap, back to school.

So, after a nice, long Christmas/New Years holiday, and 2 surgeries in under two weeks, today I must return to school. I am not looking forward to it. My lovely new dental implant hurts like nobody's business, my foot and leg are still not even remotely up to par, and I get exhausted at the drop of a hat.

I, for a fleeting moment, considered filing for a medical withdrawal this semester, but realized how much further behind that would put me.  So tonight, with considerable help from my wonderful family, I will be moving back into my dorm room.

C'est la vie.

The hits just keep on coming

Aside from everything else I've previously mentioned, I have a new ailment to contend with - oral thrush. I've lost nearly all of the skin on my tongue, and it hurts like you would not believe. There's going to be a call in to the doctor when they open.

I just want this over already.

Updates from back home.

After one night in the hospital, I am pleased to report that I am home. The bladder issues resolved Friday morning, and I was discharged that evening. On my way home, my mother and I stopped at my favorite high-end grocery store, to pick up sushi. The sushi chef, who knows my order by heart, asked how I was doing.

By the time we got home, however, I was in excruciating pain again. I have been sleeping most of the time, only waking to eat and take my medications. I only get out of bed to go to the bathroom. For some reason, my throat is very sore, so I'm keeping an eye on that.

Seeing as I'm highly medicated, I apologize for this rather disjointed post. I shall leave you with a picture of myself and my hardware. One 2" plate and 4 screws that were removed from my right leg.

Not So According to Plan

Everything did not go as planned.
Due to pain issues, as well as post-op urinary retention, my outpatient surgery is no longer.
I will be staying the night, and possibly tomorrow if things don't resolve.

The worst incident so far was when something went wrong with my foley catheter. I was in excruciating pain for a good five minutes while the nurse administered my meds, then got everything ready. I'm better now that the foley is out, but I have to pee like you wouldn't believe...and I can't.
Here's a picture of me just post-relief of the foley pain:

I'm very pale in this picture due to the amount of pain I was in. My heart rate increased to 102bpm during the incident. I am better now, but I'm hoping no other things happen.

Thanks for all the kind thoughts! I appreciate it.

Pre-Op Posting...in Pre-Op!

Yup, posting from inside the hospital.
Scared as heck, but I should survive.
Still not looking forward to another cast >.<

At least I get good drugs!

Under the Knife

It scares the hell out of me.
On Thursday, I'll once again be going in for surgery, this time to remove the plate from my right leg and shave some bone overgrowth from my heel. Surgery scares the crap outta me, regardless of how many times I've endured it.
So wish me luck, 'cause I'm gonna need it.