Day two after surgery the Dr’s and I (yes, me too) wanted me up and moving first thing in the morning. Personally, I had no idea how to do that. The surgery takes place in your stomach (your core) and I was in an immense amount of pain. The nurse instructed me on the best way to get up. It was difficult the first time, I completed the task under 30 minutes (getting out of bed).

I recall at one moment during the day, the nurse came in and looked me in the eye and asked “are you on narcotics”?  I looked at her slightly confused and said “are you referring prior to the surgery, then the answer is absolutly no”. “If you mean since yesterday, she would need to refer to my chart”.

Me on day five of recovery at the family house

I came into the hospital very healthy and by the next day I felt utterly helpless. Its a strange feeling to be watching the clock throughout the day and night.  I spent those days watching and listening to everything around me.

Over the next two days I practiced walking further each day, sitting in a chair and getting in and out of the hospital bed. It became a game for me as I noticed my pain was decreasing as well as the time it took to do each task. I was down to getting out of bed under a minute by day three! It felt like I had my own Olympic games going on.

On day three I left the hospital and moved to the family house. It’s a wonderful facility that is owned (I believe) by UPMC (Univercity of Pittsburgh Medical Center) and just a couple blocks from the hospital where families can stay together while recuperating from a major surgery.

I am grateful for all the support I receive as I move through these transitions.