La la la long weekend

Hi! I'm not really here today! I'm over at La's place, guest posting while she is off in Boston on a trip that I am almost peeing my pants in excitement over, and it's not even my trip. Seriously, I am SO excited for her. But of course, I'm not going to do surgery updates on her blog, so I'll leave those here:

• I got discharged from the hospital at about 10:30 yesterday morning, came home, took two Percocet, and slept for two hours. It was blissful. Except the part where my neck hurt. But still. Two hours of sleep in your own bed is just about as refreshing as six hours of sleep in a hospital bed.
• Luckily my dad warned me that when you have surgery, you bloat and gain water weight from all the IV fluids. Otherwise I might have died from the shock when I got home and discovered that I had GAINED four pounds after a day of no breakfast, no lunch, and a clear liquid dinner. So THAT'S why they tell to take off your rings and wear loose, comfortable clothing when you come in for surgery. I'm still waiting for the weight to come off, incidentally. (And speaking of weighing myself, that's what my guest post at La's is about. In case you were looking for a sneak preview.)
• Unfortunately, I wasn't able to keep the purple paper gown. I only had that on before and during the surgery. They changed me into a cloth gown while I was in the recovery room. Sorry!
  
• When they did the surgery, they had to move my vocal cords out of the way (and as a side note, isn't that weird? It is such a bizarre concept to me that they just went ahead and draped my vocal cords over something else in my neck while they worked), and as a result of that, my voice is hoarse. I don't appreciate that very much, but it does make popsicles very appealing, which is good timing, since I always associate popsicles with July 4th for some reason.
• I can't go to the gym for TWO WEEKS. And I was in such a great gym groove for the entire month of June. I'm a little bitter about this interruption. Your job as my loyal readers is to force me to get my ass back in gear once the two weeks are up. Okay? Okay.
  
• You guys were all so eager to see my nasty leg scrape that I just went ahead and assumed that you would want to see my surgery site as well. But for the faint of heart, don't worry--it's still covered with paper tape, so it's not that gross. The below picture could DEFINITELY be worse.

Anyway, today Torsten is driving us down to North Carolina to spend the long weekend with my parents (I won't be helping out with the driving, as for some reason the doctors seem to believe that I shouldn't be driving under the influence of Percocet), so I won't be around tomorrow, and I assume I'm not the only one. Enjoy the time off, and have a great Fourth of July!