First post-op meal!

I was soooo hungry when I woke up from the op I just wanted to eat. But I wasn’t allowed anything for the first 24 hours minimum. When I was finally allowed something it was a tiny bowl of soup and jelly. This was my meal for the next 3 meals. Other than toast for breakfast. 

The jelly was ok but the soup was pretty grim. But I was so thankful to eat. 

I managed to stand up and let the nurses change my bed the day after surgery. This was apparently amazing and not expected. I felt pretty good to be fair, and sat in the chair for a while. That day I sent my husband home to be with our babies. He was severely missing them and I knew it would do him the world if good. 

I was having daily scans and lots of check ins to make sure everything was ok. 

On the second day after surgery, I felt like I was on a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. In the morning I was encouraged to stand again which was fine, then they wanted me to walk to the toilets… bad idea. I thought I could do it so said yes, but needed my gown doing up. So stood up for them to do that, and was stood there so long that I went light headed and as if I was going to throw up. I felt like I had failed. And my husband wasn’t about for a cuddle. So I just cried a bit and stayed in bed. 

They came back later and asked me if I wanted to try again so I did. And I got to the toilet, yeyyyy. Now the catheter could come out! Thank god, it was killing me. Felt like I had cystitis and it was pulling down quite heavily. Really didn’t help that the baby was kicking a lot! But that was amazing so I didn’t care 🙂 Now I had the catheter out the nurses started to relax. I wanted a tea so they told me to go get one at the beverage bay. Given that I wasn’t supposed to be walking this was a bad idea. I managed it. But took forever (its a 3 min walk at normal pace) and definitely felt like I pushed myself too far.