I had some minor outpatient surgery yesterday morning and proceeded to spend the rest of the day ignoring all of the doctor's post-care orders. Okay, maybe not the whole rest of the day, but I certainly bounced back quickly enough that most of the precautions seemed pretty silly.
When I got home, I did take the opportunity to nap for several hours. They'd given me a pain pill at the surgery center (not to mention the anesthetic that was no doubt still lingering in my system), so I had no problem curling up with the husband and the dog for some sleep.
Then the cleaning ladies arrived a full hour early, which drove me to the back patio with the dog until my husband came out to take me to lunch. I really, really wanted a Chipotle burrito, but because the little sheet from the doctor said I should eat stuff like broth and Jell-o, we went to the deli and I got soup (and a cookie) instead. I was ravenous again within two hours.
After lunch, my husband went back to sleep and although I had taken one more pain pill (which was to be the only one I took from the prescription we filled on the way home that morning), I wasn't sleepy.
I surfed the 'net for several hours and then sneaked downstairs to see if my official driver was awake yet. He wasn't, but I got a priceless photo of Xena and Toby sleeping next to each other and actually touching. Ha, ha!
Finally, my husband got up and THEN I had that burrito I'd been craving.
We ate our dinner in front of the TV before my husband's recording session client arrived. I spent the evening doing laundry, taking the dog outside and playing with Flipbook on my iPad.
I forewent my morning walk today because the doctor had said I should (see! I can take direction!), but I'm pretty sure I'll be back on my regular schedule tomorrow. And that's the end of that non-story.