Greetings, Internet! I hope everyone’s staying as safe and sane as can be. This week was post-op hell. There’s no other way to describe it. Daily summaries below.

September 23, 2022

• Got back to my apartment, and my mother and I both passed out for like, two-hour naps.
• Still feeling tired, but I guess that’s to be expected.
• Bloated from the procedure. And due to the sensitive area in which the procedure took place, it was stressed upon me that I must go to the bathroom as soon as freaking possible.
• It’s been a couple of days, so the post-op care people were like, “You need to take this nuclear arsenal of laxatives.”
• You can imagine what happened.
• My temperature is kind of high.
• Wordle: Whoops.
• Currently feeling: Ugh.
• Currently looping: I am not listening to music.

September 24, 2022

• I’m so bloated. Why am I so bloated?
• Let’s chalk up this day to the aftermath of taking a nuclear arsenal of laxatives.
• Temperature still high. Aren’t these antibiotics I got from the ER supposed to be fixing this?
• Wordle: Let’s take a break from this for now.
• Currently feeling: More ugh. So much ugh.
• Currently looping: Let’s take a break from this, too.

September 25, 2022

• I went to bed at 4am because nuclear arsenal of laxatives. Yes, they linger in your system for more than a day or two..
• I’m so tired. I have barely slept the past…four nights?
• I’m also really hot. Why am I so warm?
• And I have no appetite. Shouldn’t I have an appetite by now?
• Seriously, what are these antibiotics supposed to be doing?
• I’m just going to lay down and try to catch up on sleep in the middle of the day.
• Currently feeling: I’m so tired.

September 26, 2022

• I’m still tired. And I’m starting to think that acetaminophen actually drives up my temperature instead of sending it down.
• Still warm. Stupid fever.
• I’ve been watching television and the Mets, but everything feels like a blur because I’m exhausted.
• Currently feeling: Can I please have a good night’s sleep tonight?

September 27, 2022

• I actually slept last night. Like, not a lot, but more than a little.
• Okay, this fever isn’t improving. I’m seeing the surgeon in a couple of days to figure out what the hell is going on.
• Currently feeling: I need more sleep.

September 28, 2022

• Complained to my therapist.
• I’m not feeling super great about the outcome of the procedure, guys. Like, I’m hoping it went well, but also, I’m getting some vibes that maybe it didn’t?
• Currently feeling: I’m so tired.

September 29, 2022

• Surgeon is also not feeling great about the outcome of the procedure. He changed my antibiotic, though, so, let’s see if this gets the fever down.
• Later that evening, I saw definitive proof that the procedure was, in fact, unsuccessful. I sobbed in my bathroom.
• Currently feeling: Wretched horrid disappointment.

Thanks for reading. Sorry it was a bummer week. Stay safe out there, everyone.