I was warned by multiple people that the day after surgery is the worst for organ donors. Boy, they weren't kidding. I thought I was going to die, and that didn't seem like a bad idea. Painful, queasy, general feeling crappy. Taking a deep breath hurt enough to literally make me cry. And they made me get up and take a walk, which hurt more than I expected.
Luckily, it's only one day. I feel much, much better today. After 5 days in the hospital, I'm finally home. I couldn't eat for two days, then a day on clear liquids only, then a day of full liquids.
Yeah, I didn't know what full liquids meant, either. It means they put everything in the blender. Corn chowder with no whole corn kernals in it. Cream of Wheat. Luckily, it also includes things like pudding and snow cones.
Today I can finally eat normal food again. I just have a tiny appetite. Partly because I'm just not hungry. Partly because the thought of eating more than my stomach wants and throwing up with this incision is my idea of Hell. Mostly because I'm simply too tired to chew. I still can't keep my eyes open.
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