First and foremost, my mom. She totally rocks. She took me to the hospital, stayed with me until I kicked her out Monday night and then took care of me at her house for the rest of the week. She rocks!! I didn't lift a finger. All of my meals were prepared, clothes washed, and prescriptions filled. She checked on me throughout the night to make sure I was pain free and medicated, not too warm or not too cold and she always heated the bathroom before I went in to shower. She even put lotion on my legs and feet. Yep - she rocks!
My neighbor and friend, Sally doesn't read my blog but I think she still deserves a shout-out for taking Emma to and from school everyday. Thank so much, Sally!! What would I do without you?
Helen and Lisa both helped tremendously with the girls and the week went on without a hitch!
Jim told me several times while I was recovering how easy it was to take care of 3 kids. Boy, that really got on my nerves!!
The surgery went well, nothing unexpected, easy peasy! I was feeling good after surgery and the nurse came in and gave me some more meds in my IV and so I really felt great all night. I slept most of the night without interruption and later found out my doctor had given orders to drug me, drug me good and let me get some much needed rest. I love him! Tuesday I was still feeling pretty good until the pain meds went away but nothing I couldn't handle. Wednesday night I had the worst headache of my life and thought I was going to die!! The doctor thought it was from my ovaries being in shock from the surgery so my hormone levels were all wacky but I found out later that 2 of my aunts get terrible migraines from Hydrocodone and that was what I was taking at the time. It was a very bad night but once we got rid of the headache, I stopped taking the Hydrocodone and all had been good. I'm still taking some Tylenol or Aleve for pain and Tylenol PM at night but will probably be able to stop all meds by tomorrow.
Here is a pic of me before surgery but apparently after some good drugs -
I stayed at my parents house until Friday night when Jim and the kids came over for dinner and then drove me home. I had such mixed emotions about leaving. On one hand I really missed Jim and the children but on the other hand I really didn't want to leave the nice, quiet, and peaceful recovery room at my parents house.
Now for the dirty laundry . . .
When I returned home I thought surely I would return to a nice, clean house. After all, Jim had repeatedly told me how easy things were without me. WRONG!! I walked in to a disaster zone! What the heck? Had a bomb gone off over here? A Tornado maybe? It smelled terrible too. Like cat pee - - - AND WE DON'T HAVE A CAT!!
To prove that I am not exaggerating here is the proof -
Sophie's Room/disaster Area
Emma's Room - not TOO bad
And now for the laundry . . .
My bathroom floor - NICE!
My bathtub with still soaking wet clothes on top.
Jim thought it would be fun for the kids to take a shower with their clothes on!
HAHA - Good Times.
I guess he didn't think it would be that fun to wash the clothes or maybe this was his version of actually doing the laundry. I didn't ask!!
Not done yet . . .
closet laundry basket
See what I mean?? How did 4 people dirty up SO many clothes?? I promise you I had ALL of the laundry done before I left.
Oh and for the cat urine smell?? Well, that was coming from Nate's room. Apparently, Jim was using some old size 4 diapers he found in the garage and Nate's diaper leaked every night. Nate has been in a size 5 for about 3 months now - hello!! After I washed his sheets, lovies and blankets the house was starting to smell a bit more on the fresh side.
Husbands - gotta love 'em! No wonder he thinks my job is SO easy.
That's all I've got for tonight - the Tylenol PM is kickin' in.