January 8, 2009

And Then There was Barfing

Last night the local wore off and I started to hurt. I took some meds and went to bed. This morning, it's that burning incision fun every time I bend. I'm not complaining. I expected worse. With this, I can deal. I am definitely more sore today though, than I was yesterday.

To add to the fun, Lil C woke up this morning, ate her breakfast and then promptly barfed all over herself. 10 minutes later she did it again. There is no way this leg is bending enough to clean a floor, so it was a good thing Mr. BBM was here to clean up the floor. I sat on the edge of the tub and gave her a much-needed bath.

We've spent the day lounging and watching the Food Network. We decided after several episodes that neither of us can stand The Barefoot Contessa and her snotty attitude. We also decided we're going to try to make phyllo dough pudding cups when we're both feeling better. When Lil C wasn't lounging on me, she was kissing me a lot. I sense fun things in my future, don't you?

Tomorrow morning, I'm allowed to remove the bandages, check out the swelling and take a much-needed shower. I'm thankful I won't need a lawn chair this time around. It's the small things that make me happy people.

Keep your fingers crossed (or your eyes if that's more your style) that the barfing stops with the little one.