Yes, I survived.These are all the super fun wrist bands I came home from the hospital wearing. I never fell, but I did drop a glass of water in the middle of the night. It was my second night home and I got up to get some water so I could take more pain meds. My poor, sweet husband must have been sleeping like a new mommy. You know what I mean. Attentive to any sound I might make. Sweet!
He jumped up.
Seriously.
He didn't just sit up in bed and ask me what was wrong. He jumped and landed on his feet. Guess he was expecting a repeat performance of the first night home. That was not good....
It's only been a week, and I am recovering so well, I don't even need to take most of this stuff anymore.That's it for now. This balancing act of sitting on only one butt cheek is wearing me out!
6 comments:
Glad you are recovering well! Take good care of yourself!
Isn't it nice to have a good hubby. I hope you're back to your ol' self again soon!
I'm glad to hear that you're doing well :) Keep up the good recovery!
I'm glad you're getting around without so much medicine. It was nice to spend those 2 days with you. Sorry to have hurried home, but I was a tiny bit homesick :)
I'm glad you're feeling better. Hopefully you'll be back to your normal self really soon.
So glad you're feeling better. We'll have to get together soon and share war stories!
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