Monday, December 17, 2012
So Iíve been busy being not busy. Lately.
Last week started out crappy. I had one of the worst migraines Iíve had in a long time. The weather change and allergies have been affecting a lot of people around here. So after waking up at 5am in pain from the migraine, taking meds, and crawling back to bedÖ I had to get up and ready for a work meeting they rescheduled to include me in.
After that horrible 4 hour meeting (we didnít leave until almost 1PM!) I went back home and crawled back in bed. BUT since I had surgery the next day and my mother was coming down to stay I had to clean. It wasnít much since I had deep cleaned for the party that weekend, but it was enough that I had to actually get up and move and do it.
I guess I should re-cap the weekend before I get to the surgery stuff. I stupidly offered to host the grad student holiday party at my house. And that meant cooking as well. And cleaning. In my stupid head it also seemed like the perfect time to clean and organize my closets. So my office closet was done the week before Ė now my closet, the hall closet, the linen closet, and the closet in the spare room that Iím now renting out is also clean. So then I had to actually clean the rooms.
Iíve been trained to freak out and clean if anyone is coming over, so I had to over do it. TJ was down and busily watching the Army/Navy game while I ran around freaking out. I had to cook a turkey! And surprise, surprise the people who bought it didnít let me get it early enough so it was still frozen that morning. After some more thawing in the sink in the morning, it was still only partially frozen inside when I was getting it ready to put in the oven. *I couldnít find the giblets because it was still so frozen deep inside of the turkey (eep!)
And then I had rolls to make, and stuffing, and mashed potatos, and gravyÖ basically an entire thanksgiving dinner. People were supposed to bring side dishes and dessertsÖ guess what. They didnít. Cue STRESS. I ended up microwaving vegetables and boiling some carrots. And people offered to help, but I didnít really let them. So all in all I made a 20# garlic/herb/butter roasted turkey with lemons and oranges inside, mashed potatoes, garlic mashed potatoes, turkey gravy, brown gravy, sausage/apple stuffing, vegetarian stuffing, yeast rolls, parker house rolls, mixed vegetables, and boiled carrots. By myself. For 23 people. I officially went off the deep end stress wise. I ended up not even really eating. I was so beyond the point of ridiculousness by that point that I just sat on the floor and played with my friends baby. Then I ate a lot of chocolate.
So Sunday I just kind of relaxed on the couch with TJ. And didnít really do much of anything but eat leftovers and some more chocolate.
Then the Monday migraineÖ
Which brings us up to Tuesday. So three months ago I had my bat wing/chicken wing/extra arm skin removed from both arms. They didnít match perfectly so I had one small thing on the right side to fix and a chunk of fat to remove from my left elbow so it looked the same size as my right elbow. I donít know what I was thinking, but I didnít think that it would be as bad as it has been.
Plus my mom was here. Sheís nuts. She hates the fact that I have a roommate, but also tells me Iím not smart with my money which the roommate helps to bring inÖ so cest la vie. I deal. She was more nervous upset than I was about the surgery. She gets over protective and nervous and fidgety, which annoys the crap out of me, which then annoys her because Iím not grateful, which then incites a vicious cycle. Add in a lot of pain meds and a surgery and after three or four days weíre about to kill each other.
This time around I didnít get anesthesia. I just got some valium and a little more dopey meds and locals. So basically I got to watch. This probably grosses out a lot of people, but Iím a scientist and Iím weird. What kind of surprised me was the fact that instead of just removing the small part on the right side that stuck out, my doctor decided to remove my entire right armpit scar and give me a new one that would look better. Apparently I stretched it out too much and he wanted to give me a better looking scar. So now I have a 6Ē scar in my armpit healing instead of just a small 1 or 2Ē one that I was expecting.
The left side I knew would be more extensive. They didnít really wrap me up as well as they did the first time, so I get to see all of the gross stitches and stuff as they are healing. When my mom and I tried to cover everything with gauze since I was still a little bloody, we used standard bandage tape. Turns outÖ Iím allergic. Found that out the next morning when I had giant water blisters everywhere the tape touched my skin.
So thatís been fun. I definitely used my Percocet and valium to help me get through a) recovery and b) that much time with my mother. But now its been a week and Iím still in pain and my stitches are still red. This may or may not be normal so Iím on my way to the doc to get them checked out.
Iíll add more details later, but I just wanted everyone to know what has been up for the last week or so.