Yesterday was a busy day for me. I hadn’t really left my bedroom let alone the house since my surgery. I was feeling rather smug; thinking “I got this. My recovery is going to be faster than expected because I’m strong and determined.” Well the determined part may be true but the rest…not so much.

Just when I thought I was beating all odds, my body decided to pull the rug out from under me and said “Oh ya? YOU think you’re wonder woman? Ha, watch this!”

As the evening progressed so did my pain and so did my temperature. I often get flushed after taking certain medications but this was more than that. I could feel my body burning up and it was getting hotter by the minute. A fever is a bad sign at anytime. But all the literature warns that after surgery a fever could mean infection and infection may lead to more time in hospital. That is something I definitely did not want.

For several hours I was doused in rubbing alcohol, had ice packs on my head, neck and  groin. You try putting an ice pack between your legs and tell me how it feels?.  I started taking copious amounts of Tylenol. I can’t take aspirin as that would increase my bleeding. Through the night we worked to keep my temperature from rising any further. I was feeling very poorly. My pain was bad, and my body was shaking with fever. This was not good. How did I go down hill so fast? The simple truth is, the recovery from this surgery is not a quick one. And as much as I want to be up and about and resuming my busy life as quickly as possible, I have to resign myself to the fact that I need time. I must respect and not push my body to do things that it just isn’t ready to do. I have to keep reminding myself that if I don’t take the time now to heal then my recovery will take even longer. SO as hard as it is for my to lie still and just rest, today with be about that.

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