A Few Days After Surgery

I don’t know what I weigh and quite frankly I’m terrified to find out!
Tuesday I had my surgery to remove all the hardware in my right ankle.  I had to be at the hospital at 5:30 AM.  I went in for actual surgery at 7:00 AM.  I was home from the hospital at 11:00 AM.  The one thing I have come to find out that I hate about the surgery aspect of things, is that I cannot remember everything that is going on.  They gave me a lot of stuff to keep my stomach calmed during the whole procedure as I have had a history of vomiting afterwards.  I also have very low blood sugar levels that drop at any given time, so the nurses and doctors were monitoring that as well.  They also gave me one heck of a dose of Valium before I went in thru my I.V. and I went nuts on that for a short amount of time before I passed out.  The last thing I remember doing after they gave me Valium was convincing myself I was on a ride at the carnival and throwing my hands in the air and saying, “WHEEEEEEEEE” through out the hallway on my way back to the surgery room in my bed.  Apparently I was having fun being on Valium.  Then they knocked me out for surgery.  When I came too, they immediately asked me to wiggle my toes.  So I did, and then I felt the pain.  They gave me some pain meds then.  And gave me some orange juice as I was nervous that my blood sugar was going to drop.  I was still out of it coming home.  I was aware of the pain in my ankle.  But I was so very concerned about my clothes.  I thought for sure i was naked the whole time i was in the car.  I called my Mom three different times on the phone and asked her where my clothes were, where upon she kept telling me I was wearing them.  Yeah.  My parents, my husband and my father-in-law were all there for the surgery and apparently I was a riot in the car after surgery.
I’m still a bit loopy.  They have me taking Norco as a pain pill.  I sleep a lot and when I’m not, I’m eating.  Then sleeping more.  It totally knocks me out.  I was popping the pills like crazy yesterday, Wednesday.  I was in a lot of pain.  It was unending constant throbbing.  I couldn’t get comfortable enough to sleep.  Today, I slept a bit but didn’t need to take the pain pills like candy.  The foot started to hurt more in the evening.  And it’s swelling a but now too, but not as bad.
I get the stitches taken out on the 17th of April.  Then I’ll be in a black boot for awhile.