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Another day recovering from surgery
I wanted to go to Starbucks today but after I had my coffee and started coloring, I felt weak and tired. It is over 90 degrees so I decided to treat myself to Starbucks rather than go out to get it. Only when it was delivered I realized I forgot to order a pumpkin scone. They already have their fall items out. The scone is my favorite along with their pumpkin bread. I am hoping tomorrow is cooler so I can go out, even if it is a walk around the block. I just realized I forgot to mail my ballot so will need to go to the post office tomorrow.
I have a wedding to go to next Saturday so I booked an appointment with my barber for next Friday. Mid-morning appointments tend to go fast so I am glad I booked in advance. I ordered a new shirt, belt, and tie for the wedding. I have a pair of dress pants that I will just throw in the wash. I just don’t know what I will do about my catheters. I don’t have a small bag that is stylish enough for a wedding. I hope by next week I am back to wearing boxers and not pads. I am still having discharge but it is getting less with each passing day.
I had to look up some appointments as they are not in my calendar. I came across the notes from my surgeon for Monday. In the notes was the path report for my reproductive system. Apparently I had endometriosis. I wonder if that was why I was having cramps nearly every month since being on testosterone. I feel better that it could be that rather than my bladder. I am still having cramps and pain but it is much more mild than it was yesterday. The real pain that I have is my thigh. I don’t know why I am having so much pain there. I haven’t done anything that would cause it. I might take some gabapentin if it continues as I am sure it is nerve pain. I wish there was a stretch I could do to stretch it out some but with my lower leg being not as mobile as my right it is difficult to do it.
I see my psychiatrist next week. Feels like ages since I last saw him. I have been in contact with him with the patient message system. He has been responsive. He is a good guy. My psych thinks highly of him. She hasn’t been my psych for almost three years now but I have known her for thirty years so I still call her my psych. I don’t think that will ever change. I still keep in touch with her, more than I write to my psychiatrist. I have never met him in person because of Covid so I don’t really know what he is like. I think telehealth is something that is going to happen for some time and I don’t think is going to change in the near future.
Sox had an ugly loss last night. Pitching fell apart as usual. At this rate playoffs seem hopeless. There is a month of playing left and if the pitching doesn’t improve it doesn’t look like they will be playing in Oct.
Post op day 7 hysterectomy
I really hate this infection I got. I am leaking discharge and it smells bad. I had my pad covered when I got up this morning so I really wasn’t in the mood to deal with therapy. And the antibiotic is terrible. I have to swallow it quick before my mouth fills up with bitterness. I woke up with pain today and it was not really bad but it woke me from my nap later in the day as well as my bladder that is on a two to three hour schedule. Driving me fucking nuts. Doesn’t help that I have a UTI. I am just a mess and aggravated.
Therapy went good. I got validated about my past abuse and it felt good. I felt like I made some progress today. We spent the session talking about the abuse. She asked what I was going to do between sessions and I said go to Starbucks. She hesitated about this. She asked if I was well enough. I said I was. It will be good for me to get out of the house and into some routine. I can’t carry my backpack because it is too heavy but I can carry my journal. I also said I would shave and shower. I did and now I am wiped out. I am just feeling out of sorts right now. I don’t know if it is the heat or the infection. I am not running a fever. I just feel rotten. It is 90 degrees out right now. I hate it so bad.
Tomorrow is supposed to be hotter. UGH. I will freeze in Starbucks though. It will be good to go out. Other than going to the hosp Monday, I haven’t left the house. My room is the only room that has AC so I tend to stay in my room all day when it is hot out. I could go for a mocha right now. I would have ordered it from UberEats but it was kind of late and I didn’t want the espresso to keep me up.
Post op day 6 hysterectomy
I am feeling grumpy and irritable today. It is again muggy out and I can’t stand it. I am forced to stay in my room because it is the only place that is cool. Physically I am not feeling well. I just feel run down. I don’t have an appetite but I have been keeping up with fluids. I just had my second cup of coffee. I am trying to avoid napping but I don’t think I will get far.
My therapist got back to me about an appointment. I will be seeing her tomorrow morning. I have things I want to discuss with her about trauma. I started writing her a letter about how my cousin molested me but I stopped because of feelings that came up. I didn’t feel comfortable writing them out.
I am really tired today though I slept ok through the night. I woke up once to use the bathroom. All the walking I did yesterday made me tired. I have brain fog today. My mind is not clear. I wish my room was colder than what it is. My stomach feels so uncomfortable. It still is sore from surgery. I still have discharge coming out of me. I need to shower. I just don’t have the energy for it. Also need to shave my head again.
I ordered Kung Pao for dinner again. I didn’t have anything to eat all day. I want something quick. I just took my antibiotics. One of the pills is so fricken bitter. It’s nasty. I hate taking it. I have to take it twice a day for the next nine days. Hope I still have taste buds by then.
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