I got put back in the penalty box. Oops.

So I saw my surgeon again today for another follow up. Apparently my definition of rest is not the same as his. He told me today that what I considered resting was like a normal day for anyone else.


Um.



Oops.



What can I say, I'm Ruthie all over again.


But this is most likely the reason I'm still having so much pain. So he put me in a glorified version of time out: more convalescent leave. Two more WEEKS of convalescent leave. In which I am to do absolutely NO lifting and basically stop being so JODIE. You know, cooking, cleaning, anal retentive Jodie? That girl's got to GO. For two weeks anyway. I really did try the first time around but it is SO hard for me to sit still. Especially when there's always something to clean or organize or wipe up. For God's sake, I have children.

I just have to learn to let go and let someone else take care of that stuff. Or deal with the fact that things will get dirty and disorganized and I'll take care of it later. I'm gonna have to drug myself heavily to let that go.

Glynn is doing the happy dance that someone else told me exactly what he's been trying to tell me for the past 2 weeks. Slow down! For God's sake, you just had SURGERY!

Also, Dr. Kamdar said that since I was in pain for such a long period PRIOR to surgery, that it will likely take me longer than the average bear to heal and be completely out of pain. Which makes sense. Damnit.

Okay, so here it goes. My attempt to just let things go. And not nag Glynn too much. If he can just keep the kids fed, bathed, and happy, I'll let the housework go by the wayside. Or start really bugging Megan. :-D

You know, there are a lot of people who would love it if they had doctor's orders to sit on their asses all day long. I must be weird. This is torture for me.

But on the other hand, it will be nice to have the house all to myself and be able to relax during the day in the comfort of my own home. It's kinda nice to be able to hang out in your jammies all day. And enjoy the quiet and privacy.

Maybe I'll be able to do this after all.


Here's hopin'.