Good feeling gone.

Ouch.

Double ouch.

Oh holy hell!

I don't know what I was thinking last Thursday - signs were good and I was cautiously optimistic that I would make a record-breaking recovery post surgery. Clearly, I was wrong. All of Thursday, I didn't feel that bad, and even the various nurses and hospital staff that called to check up on me said that I sounded great.

Then Friday hit. And it hit hard. The inflammation was just beginning to peak at max pain - and my head, right sinus cavity, and nasal passages - have been uncooperative and throbbing ever since. In recalling my bike crash and broken back - I remembered the most painful time was 2-4 days post-surgery....

Undoubtedly the same can be held true in the instance of sinus tissue removal.

As Nathaniel had duty on Saturday, Meredith offered to drive up to Carlsbad and bring me back to her place. Narcotic pain meds + driving = BIG NO NO. I was grateful to hang out with her and Soren, while Dave was on call. It was the next best thing to having Nathaniel or my folks take care of me. And seriously - how could I complain about post-surgery sinus pain, when I had this little guy smiling at me?

Between fits of nausea and spontaneous nose bleeds, Mer took great care of me...after a medication-induced nap, the three of us went for a walk. Though I felt a little wobbly - and asked Mer to slow down a wee bit - it was great to be outside. Sure our pace was slow, but I only had two nose bleeds and in the end it was fantastic to taste the cold air and see the beautiful greenery.

I don't remember a lot about last night - we had pasta for dinner and there may have been a slice of carrot cake...(YUM)...and I remember watching the Olympics. But I awoke to a bit of nausea (again), and Dave and Mer did their best to make me feel better.

In the end, Soren and Meredith drove me back up to Carlsbad, where I was greeted by two Happy House Monsters. Poor Nathaniel still had some flights to plan for - so I made myself as comfortable as possible.... Me + Tabbitha + Anabelle + comfy IKEA bed + gingerale + percocet + Olympics (currently hockey - Go Czech Republic!) + Whole Wheat Toast + Strawberry Jam.

I'm hoping that things start to feel better - undoubtedly they will. Or maybe its just me... I'm tired being uncomfortable. BUT - in the end if I'm not plagued with acute sinusitis...it will be worth it. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

Not really sure what Nate has planned for dinner - I'll probably just do soup. I am sure, though - that he'll jump at the opportunity to use the Pocket Rocket. Again. Seriously - he loves that thing more than I thought possible. And seeing him get all fired up (no pun intended) over it makes me smile...so its not all that bad.

Okay - thankfully I can feel the meds kicking in. And with that, I'm off - before I write/say something that makes no sense. If I haven't already. But I probably have... Which in that case, oh well. Time for another Ginger Ale...