I've been on the mend for the past week. At this point, I have not been out of the apartment since I returned home from surgery.

I have full blown cabin fever. We so have to go out SOMEWHERE today.

I took myself off of the pain med after a few days. It turned out to be the same stuff as Vicodin and I just don't like how I feel when I am on it. After a couple days the bulk of the pain was gone anyway; I no longer felt like I had been punched in the gut.

Now I just have a lot of soreness and tenderness. I can bend over now, but with a little pain. Crawling on the floor under my desk to plug my USB hub back in after my daughter has knocked it out is Not A Good Idea. Damnit, that hurt!

I will be so very happy when I can sleep on my stomach again! I'm sooooo tired of this sleeping on my side and back crap.

I am very surprised that the kitten is patient with Audrey. When I was 4, if I kept picking up a kitten and taking it back to where I wanted it after it left, I would have gotten myself scratched for my trouble. Monkey... Tolerates it. He just hangs there in her arms, and lets her put him back where she wants him. I feel so sorry for him sometimes, that I have to rescue him and hide him somewhere...