It's been a week since I was discharged from Abbott. Already a week. Only a week.
When I first started sipping water, even the tiniest of sips was scary. If I tried to be ambitious and take a bigger sip, it would hurt all the way down and then sit and hurt behind my sternum. My assignment was to get 48 ounces of water down per day and that seemed like an unreachable goal.
However...
Sunday morning I woke up...and water wasn't as hard to drink anymore. Overnight. I filled my bottle up and brought it to church and drank the entire thing in the hour we sat there without any pain. Monday I was up to 64+ ounces - two bottles of water and one bottle of Isopure Protien. It's pretty amazing...this process and how the healing is happening.
So I'm feeling really good. One week out and the incisions are sealed up. The steri-strips are slowly pealing off. I'm bruised on the left side pretty deeply...I think that's where they clamped my liver off to the side. Lifting isn't really an issue. I can easily lift my 2 year old (27 pounds) but I won't attempt the 4 year old (35 pounds).
I've been cooking for the family. Really, I love it and I'm home right now so I have the time to prepare dinner for them. It is super challenging though...as I'm not one to make food I wouldn't eat myself. It's very hard to not even taste food while you're preparing it.
I'm frustrated by the level of support I'm receiving from my husband. I really thought that he'd be a great cheerleader. He has not said one word of encouragement since I got home. I had to ask him if he was proud of me on the way home and he said "yes" but there hasn't been any more encouragement than that and I'm really disappointed.
Weight loss to date = 30 pounds
-XO - Amy
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