I'm alive!
Bad news:
It hurts something fierce. The morphine given to me makes me feel nauseous and woozy. The meds given to me are worse than Buckley's. I think I still hear myself snoring. I may have underestimated the time I have to take off work; the Surgeon gave me a note saying I need to take a week off (oops). I am starving, as water and room temperature lugao is not satiating my hungry, but then again I'm not hungry. My energy is down. I feel a bit disoriented and unbalanced (more than usual). And worse of all...I already miss solid food.
Ah well, so begins the long road to recovery.
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