SnuggleBitch.

So Bob would probably not be super happy for me to share this info, but oh well. He'll live.

He has a pillow that he's had since, uh, birth. It's been restuffed, restitched, and remolded several times over the years by his Mother. It's always lived in the same pillow case and he's always slept with it in his bed, except for when he's working or deployed.

"She" is lovingly called (by me), SnuggleBitch. He totally cuddles with her instead of me, which is okay because I don't love to be snuggled up on while I'm sleeping. I pretend to hate her. When he's home. However, when he's gone, she becomes MY SnuggleBitch, and I love her.

Between her and his t-shirt blanket, I can almost pretend there is body taking up half our bed. It's working until I can purchase this, which will be asap.

On the mend. Ish.

So I went back to the doctor yesterday to have my stitches removed. The nurse removing them was very lucky she didn't get punched. After surgery, once the stitches were put in, they covered my foot in some sort of surgical tape. In my brain, I thought she would remove that tape and then cut the stitches out one by one. Ooooohhhhh no.... She snipped the knots off either end and yanked them out. Sweet baby Jesus. I had NO idea she was going to do that. However, that pain only last about an hour. Whew. So now, I don't feel the stitches anymore... only the 4 pins sticking out of my foot.

So anyway. Bob is out of town for another 6 weeks or so. It pretty much sucks. Hopefully I'll be able to see him in a couple of weeks, but that's no guarantee. It's kinda like he's deployed, but still on American soil, which is weird but awesome at the same time.

Tomorrow I get to meet with our builder! Yay! Once I meet with him, they pour the foundation, and then we are scheduled to start framing on June 10. Woo hoo. I'm so ready for this new house. Our lives have been full speed ahead for the last two years and it's all about to go faster once the house is done. We're discussing furniture, paint colors, landscaping, and babies. So many decisions, so little time.

I'll think about that tomorrow.

Soooo. A week ago when I said the drugs were kinda working... I was wrong. Apparently that was still just the effects of the pain block. Which wore off last Saturday night. Which left me in sheer agony for days. The throbbing, stabbing, tear-inducing pain finally subsided around Wednesday and left me with a nagging dull ache. In addition to NOT really helping the pain, the meds I was given also made me sick. With or without food. Awesome.

Thursday I went back to the doctor for my first post-op appointment. Bob's mom drove me, thank gawd, because I was unable to leave the office on my own accord... I was wheeled out in my very own wheel chair. You see, I was shown the x-ray of my foot and then the bandages came off. And out I went. Literally. I passed out. Apparently my brain can't handle the x-ray image of the 4 screws holding my foot together, followed by actually seeing the pins sticking out of my bloody, bruised, slightly swollen foot.

Besides my little episode, the appointment went well. There was not as much swelling as I thought there would be. Just a smidge across the top of my foot and in my toes. This, I assume, was the result of having it propped up for 6 days. The next time I go back should be a different story. Since Thursday, I've been "walking" around in my boot. I've been to the grocery store, shopping yesterday (at one store only), and for a walk around our neighborhood. And when I wasn't walking, I didn't have it propped up either...

I go back to work tomorrow. Full time. Sink or swim. All in. It should be mildly entertaining. I'm taking pain pills and crutches with me just in case I should be in need of either. And maybe a "water bottle" filled with some sort of clear liquid with me too. A little vodka never hurt anybody. Kidding. Kinda.

Robo Foot.

So I had my foot surgery yesterday. I survived. My drugs aren't nearly as good as I'd like them to be, but they're dulling the pain a smidge.

This is a pic from after my last surgery. See that tiny little surgical shoe peeking out from behind that chair? That's what I thought I was getting. However, I was wrong.

This is what I'm working with now. Holy freaking balls. Robo-cop.

It's just ridiculous. It's heavy as shit too. I've had it propped up since the minute we got home yesterday. My doctor said I was to do nothing except be propped up until at least Monday. Know what that means, I'm bored shitless. Bob has a list of movies he's wanted me to see. We're painstakingly working our way through them. Yesterday was 12 O'Clock High. Today has been all golf all day. Tomorrow is Casablanca. Monday is some boy movie that I don't even know the name of. Super stoked about that.

See that big honker at the base of my left big toe? Supposedly under all these bandages, it's gone. It should look more similar to the right one now. Hopefully. I'll be taking weekly post-op pictures for this surgery too. If any of you peeps are interesting in learning more about having this surgery, I'll email you the pics. Seeing them will probably change your mind.