It was two weeks since my surgery yesterday. Last week when I went for my post-op I was feeling great. Doing really well and all.

Well, I suppose in my mind, I acted like I didn't even have surgery. Now I hear crackle and bones moving and PAIN. Maybe it is just part of the recovery process, at least I hope so. I see my surgeon again in November.

I haven't been doing much, since I really can't, back to wearing the sling (not just when I go out). Doing the exercies as he said.

My mind is still on the Gyn/Oncologist (Nov. 7th) driving me up the wall.

I had company over Friday and Sunday so there was alcohol in the house, now I found my mom is nipping (drinking). I am not saying anything, because there is only a drop left, then there will be no more in the house. I really don't want to confront this situation, because I know it's not worth it. I really don't need this again. She was so sure that she would never want to go through what she just did being in the hospital, she wouldn't touch a drop.

She was doing sooooooooooooo well. I am just going to wait and see what happens when there is no more which will be today/tonight. As far as I can see, she is just having one at night when Dirk and I go to bed, because Dirk got up to let the dogs out and she was making a drink. I could tell sort of anyway, because she was getting a bit snappy.

One problem, I have to take her to get her blood checked tomorrow for the coumidin, and I KNOW afterwards she will want to stop someplace and say it's for lunch. Not going to happen. I will sure hear about it too.

With all the meds she is on, she is playing with FIRE.

Enough of me complaining....got to call maintenance, the toilet in our master bathroom broke. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH just something else to deal with.

I'm just stressed, tired, in pain, afraid, depressed, etc...............

Hugs, Nikko

I am so sorry it hurts. I have to confess, I am anxiously awaiting your recovery. I think I am having sympathy pain.

I hope this doesn't last much longer, my love.

I am thinking about you alot.

UGH! on all accounts.
You have a lot of patience though you are doing such a great job...you really are.
((((HUGS))))
bizi

((((((Nikko)))))),

Since there's no official boo-boo kisser anymore, maybe these will help http://www.mcphee.com/items/11472.html

All that waiting is hard, huh I wish I could make the time go bye faster (and calmer). At least it gives us all a chance to ramp up our praying for ya'

*Your Mom* -- I swear -- what are we gonna do with her!!?? At least there'll be no more temptations in the house for her. I watched Dr. Phil today. There was a guy who drank double-sized, super-strength beers -- he could get plastered on just 4 beers It's sad that we haven't figured a way to stop that. My Dad was an alcoholic. But, it never affected his work. He was a sleepy drunk ... so it did affect us kids. I've got some idea of what you live with -- I wish you didn't. I wish your Mom's health would act like a "wake-up call" to her...

Well, Nikko, visualize dozens-and-dozens of boo-boo-kisses from all the people that care about you here. And, knowing you, I'm sure I'll have to say: "make sure you don't over-do ... housework and such"

BIG HUGS (and love).

Barb