It’s days like today that make me realize that this surgery is the right thing to do. I don’t know how to describe today as anything other than “rough.”
It started last night when from about midnight to 7 a.m. I woke up about a half-dozen times. Then I’d have trouble getting back to sleep after that. I got no more than just a few hours of sleep last night.
Then just as the day has gone on, my stomach has been bothering me constantly. Pain, nausea, you name it. It’s partially my fault, though. I’ve been doing my best to try to consume extra calories lately, and sometimes I may over do it.
And then to top it off, the inflammation in my ankle is feeling worse and the pain has now crept into my upper back and neck as well. So I’m hobbling around and finding out that there’s no way I’m going to get comfortable.
It’s not my point to just sit here and complain. It’s just I now know that I can no longer go on having days like today and pretty soon I won’t have to. I know they’ll be other “rough” days ahead and I’m sure there may even be some times that I freak out and say, “What have I done?” But that’s when I can look back at these times and be thankful that I don’t have to endure days like this any more.