Time to Plan for the Holidays..... My Wish List

Santa Baby... these are on my list... and I've been very good!!!!

The Joy....

Little Children on a Bicycle by Ernest Zacharevic

I love this - wish I could buy the painting!!!!!

I Do NOT Miss My Tonsils... 20 Days Post -Op

I am so excited.. it's now 20 days since the Tonsilectomy, and now I am only sporting a little bit of a raw throat.  No more scabs, never had any bleeding issues, just a bit tired still ... But, my throat is no longer swollen with those poisonous tonsils, all the little glands underneath my chin area are gone!!!  I have a throat and chin once again - and my body is starting to realize there's no poison left!  Woo Hoo!  For awhile it felt like the end of the world with the pain and discomfort, but look at me today - at the office, and all I have is a slight irritation of a sore throat and only on one side - the side that was so BADLY infected all the time.  That tonsil must have been absolutely poisonous and sickly and HUGE, it took the longest to heal - the longest to lose scabs, and it's still sore/raw feeling.  BUT I am happy - very happy that I took care of getting rid of the nasties - and I am now looking forward to better health!!!!!

Au Revoir Tonsils!!!!!

So, it's been 7 days since they removed my tonsils.... The surgeon rubbed my arm and soothed me and told me he has had nobody bleed or not wake up from anesthesia, Thank the Lord (His exact words), BUT.. he wasn't going to lie to me, the surgery would take 7-10 minutes, when I'd wake up, I would feel discomfort, but because of the numbing gels and anesthesia and pain medicine, it wouldn't be another day or two after the surgery when I'd experience the pain, and it would be a minimum of ten days before I felt healing or relief...

It's been agony, not pain, agony... No Bleeding and I THANK THE LORD for that and my wonderful surgeon, of course!!!!!!  You would have thought I had major surgery - my body felt like it had been hit with a Mack truck the first few days.  The torture of swallowing.  The first few days because of still being somewhat numbed, I was able to suck down lots and lots of fluids, but once the numbing was gone, and all I was left with was pain meds and numbing gargle... it was like someone was asking me to jump off the George Washington Bridge in order to take a sip and swallow some ice cold water.  By the way, I find Gatorade caustic.... and SOBE Coconut water to die for - it's sweet enough and has that milkiness to it that soothes as it goes down.  Sadly I've drank the entire case I bought, and now I'm left with the gallons of suggested Gatorade.

OH and then I started running the low grade fever... think you are in discomfort and pain already, try feeling aches and pains and miserable from a fever, ON TOP of the broken glass and painful swallowing.  Just swallowing your own spit is a chore... the only positive in bearing the pain to swallow your spit is that it keeps me from drooling and even looking more pathetic.

Talking - is limited... I don't want to move my tongue - hurts too much, so I sound like I have suffered a major stroke or have a terrible speech impediment when I try to speak....  the clamps or instruments used to keep your tongue out of the way in surgery have bruised my tongue or hurt it in some way where I don't think the surgery itself was so bad, but just the damage from the clamps...

My caregiver, my son ... he's been the best nurse.  He's fed me, watered me, consoled me, made things lighter and funnier, he's God Sent.  He loves looking into my mouth at night with a flashlight and telling me how much better the scabs look, if they are colored, if some are gone, etc.  We even watched all of Doc Martin ... and he's very disappointed because we have to wait another year or MORE before more Doc Martin comes out again!

My constant companions, my cats.  The kitten never left my side  and today is the first day she's been off doing her own thing in the house.  She must sense I feel better... I'd wake up with the giant Habibi on one side staring at me, and the kitten stretched out along my other side... Habibi and her have a hard time sharing me - so she usually scares the poor furry chap off... But I don't know why people don't like cats, my cats have given me the feeling of love and caring this whole time.  Having these warm little fuzzy beings that stay with you, almost like guarding me, offering me comfort, purring for me, soft cuddly things... they are like little Mini-Healers...

Well any time now a friend is going to pop in to check on me... lets see what she brings me :)  I am sure it will be ice cream!