Here are some things I've learned since I had my surgery last Friday…
- I've learned my bathroom scale doesn't work. I stepped on it this morning and it gave me a weight six pounds higher than my pre-surgery weight. Five minutes later, I stepped on it again and I was eight pounds under. Just for fun, I've stepped on it about ten times today and gotten more random numbers. So I have no idea how much I've lost so far.
- I've learned that a lot of my expectations of pain were for naught. I've had very little. Today, I hurt about as much as I generally do when I have a cold and some of my joints swell a bit, and that isn't much. They gave me a medicine to take for pain and I don't think I'll be opening the bottle.
- I've learned how good the clear chicken broth from Canter's Delicatessen tastes. Especially when that's the only thing you've eaten all day that even remotely resembles food. And no, I'm not the least bit hungry.
- I've learned how odd it feels to shower when someone has shaved your stomach.
- Lastly, I've learned that I have a lot of good friends out there — some of whom I never heard of or from before — who wrote with good wishes and words of encouragement. I also learned that there are a couple (just a couple) of folks who couldn't resist telling me of their friend who had a similar operation and suffered and/or died. Gee, thanks. You're so helpful. But most of you have been very nice and I'll try to answer all your notes.