Monday, August 30, 2010

New direction...

I've decided to change things up a bit and rather just talk about photography, follow my world through a lens.

I've recently had the unpleasant experience of having uterine myomectomy surgery. This is very similar to getting a c-section and your recovery time is roughly 6 weeks. It's not a pleasant experience and the pain, well thank god for the epidural. Although your legs are dead weight and they use these massage things for your calves to keep from getting blood clots (odd machine fyi). You can feel the machines but you cant move the legs.

The first two weeks are the hardest. Really can't do anything, I was trapped in my apartment. Not only did the netflix stop working correctly and my cable box went out. Figures. I could do nothing. Thankfully I had a friend fly out and stay with me for the first ten days. She was able to get my box replaced and Netflix began working two days later.

There is no lifting, no stairs, you can't sleep worth crap...I spent one week sleeping in the chair I have in the living room, the good thing it has ottoman and it is really big and comfortable. The bad thing, I'm pretty much sleeping sitting up. Sleeping in a hospital is hard enough, every two hours nurses are coming in to check your blood pressure, and overall poke and prod. (it is a good thing, considering the alternative) but once you get home, all you want to do is sleep, and you can't. your body aches, you can't get comfortable. It's all around hell. I do not see how mothers that have c-sections do it.

My bed sits higher than most beds. So getting into it is not the easiest. Before the surgery no problem. Now I need a step stool...lol. I actually have a trunk on the end, just so my dog can get up there.

Unfortunately I could not have my dog for those recovery weeks, not even possible to walk him (being in LA, most ppl do not have a yard, I am one of them), so I have to walk my dog when he needs to go out. Which is a good thing for both of us. He spent the first 2 1/2 weeks with his second family and visited when he could. He just gets so excited to see me I have to protect myself and keep a pillow on my stomach. Yea he's really not trained completely; loves to jump, pulls on the leash when walking all of that.

The two days before I left for Ohio, I was able to have him, I could walk him and was able to spend time with him. Due to the extremely hot weather in the valley, he needed a haircut extremely bad, he begins to look like Sprocket from Fraggle rock if I let it grow too long.



It's the before and after haircut above.

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