Doing better....September 27?

Hello!

I am doing well. I still have a problem sleeping through the night, but with such wonderful help at home it doesn't really matter much. I have the luxury of keeping my own schedule at this point.

I just read some medical info that states that I need to go to PT 2-3 times a week for 90 days. Since I can't drive until November 1, I would recommend my friends to check your caller id before you pick up your phone because you probably will be getting a call for a little trip to PT when Mary and Mom are not around! :)

I am trying to stay off as much of the pain meds as possible during the day. There is some pain involved. Lynne has always thought I had a pretty high pain tolerance...I think she may be correct. I thought I would try this in an attempt to sleep at night. However, if this doesn't work, I think I am going to make myself take an afternoon nap each day to force me to NOT get in trouble by doing stuff I shouldn't.

Before the surgery I didn't want to walk, do anything like that...I actually want to walk now....I think that is strange. I have a desire to move. I did a fake cough, so it isn't the same as a real one, but I felt NO pain...other than the surgery pain that I have constantly. I was so excited. I might actually try to laugh tomorrow to see if that works without killing me. ha/ha

Again, I am grateful for everything. People have called for meals. I have received so many flowers. My fellow Christian friends from Henderson Hills actually came to our house to decorate it for fall! Friends have brought over food, cookies, notes, etc. Page is my go to girl. So far she has agreed to get me to Sonic a little over a mile a day, but then makes me go right back to bed. She is doing a great job of making sure I don't do too much.

Mom is coming back tomorrow....poor lady. Charlie practically cried when Mom left last Wednesday. He wanted to get on the phone to call his mom to come, but she had company and needed a break from us. So, ended up doing just fine thanks to Page helping with the girls!

Better go and sleep. Love you all, Kelly (Hope you all understand why I am not doing a better job calling everyone.)

I am alive and wide awake!

It is literally 2:44 am. I am at a loss of what to do. I cleaned the utility room cabinets, made labels for important things like "felt for chair legs", and organized my laundry cabinet. I am not doing anything that will cause straining, believe me...don't want to do that surgery again! I just can't sleep. This is the third night and no...I am not sleeping during the day also. I decided to finally get on the blog and read a little just to see what in the world Charlie is writing on this thing. I have had several people tell me I shouldn't be ironing, so I had to check this blog thing out!

It is time again to take more meds. I took an entire batch 3 hours ago and didn't sleep for a minute. I have to wait three hours between each dose. I officially think I have sleeping issues! Better go...the oxy is calling me. Thanks so much for the prayers, calls, flowers, cookies, comments, kind words, ....feel so, so loved. I love you also! Kel

8:00 P.M. CDT - I'VE GOT IRONING TO DO!!

We are still not exactly sleeping through the night. I have to set the alarm to give Kelly some medications during the night. Kelly told me this morning that she woke up last night when I was still sleeping, couldn't sleep, and decided to get up in the middle of the night to get some things done....you know, things that just can't wait until Marilyn or I wake up in the morning....like picking up some things in the game room, setting the cuckoo clock and ironing!! Yes, I said ironing. Kelly's back!!! First night home after her brain surgery, she gets her cane, and shuffles through the house cleaning and ironing. So, you can see, all of her friends are going to have to help her to remember she is still recovering, and needs to take it very, very, easy.


Also, she had lived with her unwashed hair for too long. The docs said not to wash her hair for ten days, which would be tomorrow. But Kelly couldn't take it any longer, and I have to tell you that I couldn't blame her. I hate to be so graphic with such a broad audience, but she still had quite a bit of blood from the surgery matted in her hair. So, since we still didn't want to get the incision wet (it is held together with glue and steri-strips, not staples like the good old days) we taped some plastic over the incision and washed her hair. She felt much better afterward.

She had a great day today. Ate better. Took fewer pain pills. Got up and around a little more. Sat outside beside the pool with Hank and Marilyn for a while. She is doing great.