I'll never do that again.
Everyone always says, "Oh the night before is the worst. The day of you won't even know you've had anything done."
That was not my experience.
I woke up more than once during the procedure, screaming and crying from the pain. I wasn't even groggy when I got to recovery. And I just wanted to get the heck out of there,
Some good things about today, though:
Liam was in much better spirits, and had a good day with Gran.
My friend Bri drove me to and fro, and we just don't get to spend enough time together.
I got to take a 2 hour nap with my stinkerpot when I got home.
My wonderful and loving husband threw the budget to the wind and bought Chipotle for dinner, since it's my favorite and I couldn't eat yesterday,
And as I type this, the aforementioned stinkerpot is asleep in my arms, again.
So, to recap the day: rough start, really rough middle, nice ending.
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