The Day After

The morning after.  I don’t know where to begin to be honest.  Last night I broke down…  I had to.  The culmination of the past 2 years in conjunction with the procedure, the extreme amount of pain, and just “the walls caving in”.  It’s done.  I made it.  My wife has been the most supportive person throughout this entire endeavor, and I owe her every ounce of gratitude.  She has been with me every step of the way, thick & thin.  After my breakdown, I sat at my computer just attempting to compartmentalize all my thoughts into a box for the night so I could sleep.  I tried the Ambien.  Didn’t really do much.  I was hoping that it would just knock me out, but maybe it will be better tonight.

As for how I am continuing to feel, I can basically sum it up with this:
The pain is manageable with the supplied Dilaudid, however, the pain still sneaks through in different ways.  I woke up this morning to my entire body feeling like I’ve been thrown down the entire set of stairs of the Sears Tower.  My whole body just hurts, stiff.  
The bleeding still comes and goes, however, it is lessening, which is a good thing.  Today all I really did was sit around on the couch and just watch movies.  It’s pretty much all I have the energy for.  Thank you to everyone with the text messages.  It keeps me positive.

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