
Popsicles are my new friends, though my stomach is giving me hints that I eat them too fast.

Popsicles are my new friends, though my stomach is giving me hints that I eat them too fast.
Want to know what’s weird?
I can’t tell the difference between pain from the surgery, pain from gas in my abdomen, pain from gas in what’s left of my stomach, feeling hungry, or feeling full.
It all sort of feels the same right now. I’ve got a lot of learning to do.
All right you giant bastard pill. I don’t like you and you don’t like me, but we are going to work together and you are not going to be difficult, right?
Right.

We just got home. I’m going to bed. G’night.
The Doctor was just here. I described everything I feel and she says it’s all expected. She said I might be a little ahead of things and could be leaving today.🤞
PatchesBunny is keeping me company.

I’m still alive. Tired and groggy and dealing with some pain, but not too much.
This machine hates me and I think it’s a jerk face.

I was scheduled for noon. It’s 1:42. Still waiting…


Too late to back out now, he said jokingly.

I’m trying to upload a picture of the waiting room but it’s failing.