Post Surgery

My hernia surgery went great, mostly because I don't remember a thing, and when I woke up it was all repaired. Main problem was needing to throw up a couple times afterwards because (1) having not eaten in over a day apparently makes you build up a lot of bile, and (2) the narcotics they used to provide general anesthesia have a tendency to make one nauseous. So throwing up was fun.

I was and still am fairly sore, though there are pain free moments, and there are moments involving a lot of pain. I am glad it's over, and I am looking forward to getting all healed up very quickly so that I can get back to picking up my son and tossing him around while we play airplane. Oh, and I want to be able to work in the yard, and row, and go on hikes with Tyler in the backpack, and do all that sort of stuff instead of making Laura do all if it. It's funny just how much I've realized how busy I typically am now that I am not supposed to do any "heavy lifting". In an odd sense, it's kind of a nice break, but the guilt of not being able to do any of it is way worse than any sort of feeling of relief.