by Jillian Bogater (Exile From Hysteria)
Wearing jeans never felt so good.
After spending almost three weeks in nightgowns and sweatpants, I have managed to squeeze into my jeans.
By the end of the day, I slowly unzip them, to give room to my swollen belly. From my research, “swelly belly” is common in the evening hours after a hysterectomy.
Each day I measure my success in baby steps.
Now that the doctor gave me permission to increase my walking, Matt and I have decided to go on one field trip a day. It’s about all I can handle, and it helps to do it early in the day. Usually these trips are simple, such as going to the local grocery store to pick up a couple items for dinner.
Yesterday I broke through to a new accomplishment. I walked the entire distance of Costco without getting dizzy.
I had found myself getting woozy anytime I walked further than from the recliner to the loo. But not yesterday. I made it from the entrance to exit, just as focused as when I arrived.
Unfortunately, I am now paying for my bravado.
Last night I noticed a burning/pulling pain in my groin. By the time I woke up this morning, the pain was still there. My mind went berzerk. Is it recurred endometriosis? A blood clot? A hernia? After a panicked call to my surgeon’s nurse, she told me I pulled an abdominal muscle.
So for now, I’m grounded. No more stairs, and I’m taking it easy. With all this walking stuff, I had gotten cocky. Today I had planned a full day, including a trip to Kinkos, Costco, Kohl’s and Petco. What was I thinking??? Instead I will stay in my jammies and watch some bad TV.
Anyway, I want to rest up. Tomorrow we are adopting a cat. Her name is Cora, and she has 25 toes.