Surgery: Day 2

This morning I feel amazing. I am in almost no pain. When it's time to walk around the unit I am a total rock star, lapping the looping hallway three times.  I start to feel giddy. This is it! The beginning of my NEW life and it's going to be amazing! I am so glad I made this decision.

The future stretches out before me like a beach scene in a 50's surfer movie. Fun! Freedom! Health! It's going to be great!

I can drink water today and that is a huge balm. I sip it per instructions. I don't ever feel anything close to hunger. I am excited.

And then Noon came and went.

In the afternoon I start to feel lousy. My pain is raising. I feel more tired and my lap around the hallway ends after one go. I am itchy and hot and in pain and afraid.  I schedule my nurse to give me pain meds every four hours to try and get on top of the pain, but it doesn't happen. Fear starts to set in.

I refuse a shower because I am too freaked out at the JP port hanging from my side.  This probably doesn't help my mood as I sit in my bed and contemplate if I have made a horrible mistake.