I had surgery yesterday to fix a Deviated Septum. It is now 10:30am the next morning and I feel like I am going to die. My face feels like it could explode at any moment. At least I feel better than I did yesterday. I have some serious issues with general anesthesia. I ended up staying in the recovery room three times longer than the doctor planned on. Oh, and I am happy to announce I have a new most embarrassing moment. That would be puking blood all over the place in front of a busy hospital foyer. As the nurses scrambled for something to clean me up, my nose was gushing blood into my hands. I will pay top dollar for the security tape that captured that delightful moment. For destruction purposes only. I am still throwing up blood.
Anyway, I am going to take it easy for a bit until the sensation that I have pencil erasers shoved up to my brain passes. I have strict instructions not to lift anything heavier than 10 pounds for at least a week. Since Chub-o (Collin) is nearing 20 pounds, he is definitely off limits. Thank you to those of you who have offered to help. I appreciate it more than you know.
I am going to attempt to go back to bed. If I don't return emails or calls in a timely manner, I apologize. This post is the most active thing I have accomplished in 24 hours besides brushing my teeth. I have the giveaways for next week written and scheduled to post next week, so that will still be going on. As for me, I'll be at home wishing for stronger pain meds.