Sorry for the long pause; I've been busy holding my remaining guts in...
So it's been a month and two days since the transplant. Things have healed up nicely for the most part, with the exception of feeling like my abdominal muscles try to shatter into a million pieces every time I sneeze. Seriously, watching me sneeze is something so hilarious that my two year old has taken to mocking me. He will randomly stop what he's doing, fold himself in half, and "sneeze". He will also offer me his Super Mario pillow after I sneeze once, because I've used it a a buffer/guts catcher should my innards decide once and for all to become my outards. It's a hassle, but I will overcome.
I've returned to work. Apparently I was missed. A LOT. I missed *some* of my coworkers. A LOT. Some of those I missed have moved on, which sucks, but it's understandable. I still miss them. It was nice to be back at work nonetheless. I was starting to get stir crazy!
I still battle mid-day fatigue, and it's unlike anything I've ever experienced. It's almost like my body wants to shut down at 1pm. Not exactly something I can have happen with a toddler running around the house. Some days, it happens in the late afternoon too, but by bedtime I'm like "let's partaaaaay!" then I get into bed and pass out within ten minutes. It makes no damn sense. It's amazing how people's bodies react to surgery; I lost a crap ton of hair, my appetite still hasn't rebounded, and if I find one more pimple on my chin, I gonna scream. On the bright side: I'm using less shampoo and conditioner, saving money on my groceries, and proving to the world that 36 is the new 15. Despite all that nit-picky stuff, I would do it again in a heartbeat if I could. Seeing Joe doing so well after just one month made this whole journey worth the gut-tearing sneezes and the inability to finish a kid's meal. Plus, it makes great fodder for jokes when my kid looks at me with a "really Mom, do you really think your spleen is gonna come flying out when you sneeze?" expression every time I make that face.
Sleepy time! Till the next time, behave...
