Today, I am officially 10 days post double hernia surgery.
Slow recovery, but I am recovering. I am unable to stand for long periods of time and I tire very easily. This is definitely not the enjoyable, lots of time for writing and enjoying myself, recovery I had planned. This is I can't wipe my ass recovery.
TMI?
Nope. That is the bare minimum of totally embarrassing, demeaning things my husband has had to do for me this week. God love him.
On the upside, by pushing all my guts back in, and sewing my muscles back together and restraining their sheer force of weight back with a piece of mesh...there is not a whole lot of extra room in there. I can barely hold a quarter cup of food for a whole day. This is both good and bad I suppose. I've already lost 5 lbs.
My surgeon is also a bariatric surgeon. Which has got me thinking again. Terrible, I know.
Make a decision and stick with it, lady!
I want to say that I still believe everything I have ever said on the subject, but I don't know if I do. I have a follow up appointment with him tomorrow and with that I may just broach the subject again.
I'm 40, people. Time is of the essence.
