First night home, not bad. Set an alarm so I didn't miss an oxy dose. That doesn't do anything for me but help with pain. I don't get a high or any enjoyment out of it. I honestly don't get the attraction, why do people get hooked on this then move to heroin?
I'm assuming my dose isn't high enough?
They have me on a muscle relaxer and something for nerve pain as well as taking tylenol. Oh, and I have to shoot up my belly with a blood thinner for the next month.
Overall, I feel pretty good. I need to figure a better way to get out of our bed at night, I want to use nothing but abs, those don't work quite yet!
I need to make sure I'm not lifting Nicholas, as he weighs much more than a gallon of milk. That's my weight restriction. I can drive if I feel up to it and haven't taken an oxy. My husband is off all week, so I don't HAVE to do anything. Just hold a fat boy!
And omg these dogs. You'd think I was gone 4 years instead of 4 days!! A bit of sad news: my bird just up and died on Saturday. Was fine, then just wasn't. No idea what happened to him. My 14 year old held him as he passed, he's getting buried today. My poor little chicken nugget was only 5 months old. The point of getting him was so I could outlive him. I won, but it feels like cheating!
Anyway, that's what's going on with me today!