After yesterday’s excitement, I am feeling much better today. My face still looks ridiculous, but I don’t feel like I am on the brink of death, so we will count this as a positive. I woke up twice during the night and I did as Steve requested and woke him up so he could stand outside the bathroom door in case anything happened. He didn’t complain, or moan or anything, he just jumped right out of bed and turned on all the lights for me. I already knew he was the best boyfriend ever, but he really has gone above and beyond over the past 48 hours. As I attempted to clean myself up this morning, I took a tally of my injuries:
- 5 stitches in my chin
- 2 gashes on my nose
- A hand that I am pretty sure isn’t okay. I may go back for a second x-ray. I can’t even hold a pencil…
- About 7 needle marks all over my arms from various IVs
- A giant face
Considering how bad this all could have been, I feel pretty lucky that those are the only injuries I have to tally. I could have easily hurt my neck in my fall and that would have been a much more serious condition to deal with.
When I woke up at 5:15 this morning, I was completely starved and feeling some pain. I definitely needed to get some food in my belly before I could take any hardcore pain pills. The world’s best boyfriend again didn’t complain in the slightest when I fired up the blender to make a green monster.
Recycled photo due to the fact that it was pitch black out.
I am definitely not ready for solid food yet, so the rest of the day will likely be composed of green monsters, Slimfast, applesauce, and squished up bananas.
I would do horrible, horrible things to be able to eat a bagel right now. I’m not 100% back, but I feel a million times better than yesterday. This is a sign of good things to come!
Have you ever had stitches?
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