The Crooked Truth

A 28 year old woman battles it out with an adversary from her past. How will this battle end? Will the woman become bent over in defeat or transform into part machine in order to finally beat her foe?

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Location: Charleston, SC

I am married with no children. My husband and I have 3 cats, one of whom thinks she's a dog. I work full-time and attend school in the evening for an MBA degree.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Jennifer again

Dear World,

It’s me. But not as sugar coated as Jonathan has been saying, at this point in time if asked if I would do it again I would say hell no. But asked again I am sure my answer will change. I still have a rash where they taped me up for the tubes going into my body. Half of my front side is numb. One my eyelids does not open all the way. We are hoping that all of that is due to being on my stomach for the majority of the surgery and we are hoping it will go away with time.

I finally started eating about half a cup of fruit two times a day. And I really like that with a little bit of grape Fanta.

I am glad to be out of the hospital where they kept trying to feed me milk, cream of wheat and anything else that would make my intestines explode. Jonathan has been wonderful at night with my pill regiments so when the pain is still there it is a little bit lessened. My family has been a lot of good company and a lot of help too.

Still scared about the drive home because apparently I am not going to be as doped up as I thought I would have been.

Every day I try to walk a track around the living room three times. It helps to walk but I am using a walker. Have not fallen over yet though so that is a bonus.

I also try to practice deep breathing into this tube and all I could get at first was 500 and the nurse said I should be at 4000, how disheartening. Then I had Jonathan try and he could only get to 1250. I think she was fibbing.

I enjoy all the flowers that people have sent. They made the empty hospital room and the stale hotel room a little more cheery. Okay I am tired.

Till tomorrow,

Jonathan

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