We were still really bloated and uncomfortable. And on day 4 our clicky pain killers were taken away. I was fine with this because it meant that I might relieve some of the bloated constipation issues that come with every surgery. It's a side effect that gets better when you can get off the drugs. And to me, the pain isn't as bad as the constipation. I hate being bloated. A lot. But of course by now I have discovered that if you just pull the compression socks up a little, you can turn them into thigh highs. This was a good discovery for me.
Matthew and I took our walks together and sat for longer in our rooms. Sitting up was getting easier for both of us. Matthew was starting to function better. His creatinine had crept up to 1.5 :( My mom was staying in my room every night on a pull out couch. It was great for us because she prefers to be there the whole time, and she is so helpful to me. I was so glad to have her there.
Matthew came over to see me at one point and we got in bed together. I just wanted him closer. We are experienced at sharing a hospital bed, just never when we were both sick. He had developed a fever so the doctors wanted to keep him an extra day.
I didn't mind.
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