Write Lightning is a blog from writer Deb Thompson.
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(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Everyone is welcome here.
(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Thu, Feb 14 2008
Let's blog!
It's time to resume a more steady schedule with this blog, so let's begin with a mini-update. Abdominal surgery is a very strange experience that leaves you with a "sleepy" bowel and stomach. Beginning a day or two after surgery you're routinely quizzed about whether you have passed gas. The resumption of flatus is apparently a much-celebrated signal that the bowel is waking up and doing its job again. Solid foods can be tough to ingest for several days. Even after I came home I didn't experience true hunger pangs until more than 2 weeks after surgery. Up to that point I had to just keep an eye on the clock and note that it was time to eat something. (If I could bottle and sell that last symptom, minus all the other discomfort, I could become a woman with impressive monetary means.)
The difficulty at the moment is that I'm feeling much better now but I'm not supposed to do any heavy lifting or chores such as vacuuming. And so, I'm trying to ignore any foreign matter that appears on the carpet. My spouse has taken on quite a few chores in the kitchen, but he is also trying to go to his job outside home, so I'm not pushing him for any extras on the housekeeping. He has been a gem in every way during my hospital stay and my recovery here at home. The dust and lint will be there when we get around to it. If ever a man deserved to be declared my favorite Valentine, my husband is that man.
posted at: 07:07 | category: /Health and Fitness | link to this entry
It's time to resume a more steady schedule with this blog, so let's begin with a mini-update. Abdominal surgery is a very strange experience that leaves you with a "sleepy" bowel and stomach. Beginning a day or two after surgery you're routinely quizzed about whether you have passed gas. The resumption of flatus is apparently a much-celebrated signal that the bowel is waking up and doing its job again. Solid foods can be tough to ingest for several days. Even after I came home I didn't experience true hunger pangs until more than 2 weeks after surgery. Up to that point I had to just keep an eye on the clock and note that it was time to eat something. (If I could bottle and sell that last symptom, minus all the other discomfort, I could become a woman with impressive monetary means.)
The difficulty at the moment is that I'm feeling much better now but I'm not supposed to do any heavy lifting or chores such as vacuuming. And so, I'm trying to ignore any foreign matter that appears on the carpet. My spouse has taken on quite a few chores in the kitchen, but he is also trying to go to his job outside home, so I'm not pushing him for any extras on the housekeeping. He has been a gem in every way during my hospital stay and my recovery here at home. The dust and lint will be there when we get around to it. If ever a man deserved to be declared my favorite Valentine, my husband is that man.
posted at: 07:07 | category: /Health and Fitness | link to this entry
