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I've been up since 7:50 this morning and now I'm so over tired that I can't sleep. I've read a whole book and then I was hungry, so I am having a healthy late night snack of salami, 2 raspberry jelly rings, and 3 mini Reese's peanut butter cups. I seriously don't know how I'm not more overweight with the crap I eat.
I also had KFC for dinner. I've been craving it like crazy since the surgery, when I had mashed potatoes for dinner on the second night home. I keep seeing the commercials and they make me crave it like crazy. Steven's away message, in fact, is making fun of me for it:
I love fried chicken, but it's a crappy situation, because fried food makes me sick, no matter what. Ergo, I crave it often, but eat it seldom. At least I can eat BBQ with no problem. I think my head would fall in if I was denied that, too. His message is non-specific to KFC, by the way, not because we are trying to avoid copyright infringement, but because I sent him out for fried chicken. He ended up with KFC, ultimately, because there was none at the supermarket. Still good.
I went back to the doctor today and there was good news and bad news. The good news is that I'm at like 85% mobility and my doctor was super impressed since I'm only two and a half weeks out. He's also not going to recommend me for physical therapy because whatever I'm doing is working really well and he doesn't want to change that. The bad news is that my knee is still really swollen, so I've got about another week to a week and a half on crutches and no driving for about three more weeks, when I go back for a second post (-post?) op. I guess I really thought that I'd be all set by now. It's a little depressing. But, I could be worse off, he said that there are patients who have equivalent surgery who are still non-weight bearing at this point, so I shouldn't be upset.
I do have pictures, though, and will post them tomorrow when I scan them. I may make a new icon, too.
I think the late night and tiredness is getting to me. Dawn wished me an early happy mother's day today. I know what I'm getting from Steven for Mother's Day (which is the same thing I get for every holiday-- sex. It's become a running joke, now.)
I'm going to finish my gingerale and then try and sleep. Bah.
I also had KFC for dinner. I've been craving it like crazy since the surgery, when I had mashed potatoes for dinner on the second night home. I keep seeing the commercials and they make me crave it like crazy. Steven's away message, in fact, is making fun of me for it:
"I had never seen anyone with a Fried Chicken 'Jones'... until today. Samantha is becoming a Ozark southerner before my very eyes. I'm going out for chicken... before she starts trying to trap the birds on the porch."
I love fried chicken, but it's a crappy situation, because fried food makes me sick, no matter what. Ergo, I crave it often, but eat it seldom. At least I can eat BBQ with no problem. I think my head would fall in if I was denied that, too. His message is non-specific to KFC, by the way, not because we are trying to avoid copyright infringement, but because I sent him out for fried chicken. He ended up with KFC, ultimately, because there was none at the supermarket. Still good.
I went back to the doctor today and there was good news and bad news. The good news is that I'm at like 85% mobility and my doctor was super impressed since I'm only two and a half weeks out. He's also not going to recommend me for physical therapy because whatever I'm doing is working really well and he doesn't want to change that. The bad news is that my knee is still really swollen, so I've got about another week to a week and a half on crutches and no driving for about three more weeks, when I go back for a second post (-post?) op. I guess I really thought that I'd be all set by now. It's a little depressing. But, I could be worse off, he said that there are patients who have equivalent surgery who are still non-weight bearing at this point, so I shouldn't be upset.
I do have pictures, though, and will post them tomorrow when I scan them. I may make a new icon, too.
I think the late night and tiredness is getting to me. Dawn wished me an early happy mother's day today. I know what I'm getting from Steven for Mother's Day (which is the same thing I get for every holiday-- sex. It's become a running joke, now.)
I'm going to finish my gingerale and then try and sleep. Bah.