Day 3 post surgery : Weds 7th June 06

Day 3 post surgery, and I still can't post pictures to my blog (bah!). Fed up trying.

I was feeling very restless yesterday and didn't get to sleep till about 3am and even then I was dreading going to sleep just in case my eyes got dry overnight etc and I'd end up in pain etc, but thankfully it didn't. I was also worried about sleeping in my own bed using the bed wedges and that I'd be uncomfortable - but it all worked out fine.

It's been an unusual experience having local anaesthethic as I feel fine and have done since I woke up. No queasiness or grogginess and even my bowels moved last night which is very unusual for major surgery. I credit it with the fact that I gave myself reiki during my hospital stay and also gave reiki to the medications I was taking. I was very pleased last nite not to be constipated as usually it lasts for over a week and the stomach gets very bloated and painful; but not this time thankfully.

I am irritated though and just had an argument with my mom or rather got angry at her as she was preparing the raw cat food for the kitties - she's in such a rush to get out of the house and go pay her rent, she was not paying attention to what I was asking her to do, which was somethign really simple, ie to let me know when she'd finished stirring the supplements so I could put in some other stuff - but oh no, she goes and pours what she's already got onto the raw meat and ruins everything .. bah. I just lost it .... must be the prednisolone (sniffles) ie steroid effects.

Nothing much to report really apart from my eye is swollen but I can see normally and there's no pain - only the first two days it felt like my eyes / skin were cut but that's all gone. It just feels uncomfortable having my left eye taped up and only seeing with one eye as it limits me with what I can do.

I'm dreading going to Central London to see Jane on Friday as I'll be needing to go on public transport on the trains during peak hour with an eye bandaged. People will be staring. I could get a taxi but that would cost a lot of money and I've spent too much as it is already. It'll be an experience I guess. Mom was going to go with me but the way I feel right now, I'd rather she didn't. She can be really difficult when she wants to be and definitely challenging. I do understand she doesn't like it when I get angry with her though she gives just cause and when I eventually do lose my temper with her, it's usually cos I can take no more and have reached boiling point. I have to treat her like she's a young child sometimes as she's so uneducated about health and safety, having been born in the late 30s and in a third world country. She's just also very stubborn. Ah well, part and parcel of being a family I guess to have conflicts. It's blown over now as we're talking again - I changed my voice tone and she's calmed down ....