Nine days after surgery

My body put itself in bed today *all day* again. I feel like I was hit by a bus. We (R & I) were strongly considering the emergency room today; I woke up at 12:00 noon after a difficult night of about 6 wakings because of pain from the surgery. I tried to get myself downstairs to drink and eat something this morning, and was so weak and in pain I couldn't even take something out of the fridge. I broke down and cried.

Robert helped get me over to the couch, and I was so weak. I still am. Good thing the laptop can join me in bed.
We deliberated, and almost went, but we are both scared and reluctant to go to Soroka at all. I suggested the ER at Ichilov (where the surgery was, and my doctor is), but it is a pretty long ride, and if I had an infection, it is too much time in a car.

My pain isn't completely localized; many places on my whole thigh (and buttock) hurt. There is no particular redness at the places that hurt me. I drank juice and water, and after a few hours, I managed to eat a piece of cold french toast (that is one of my comfort foods- french toast- brought here by a special friend who new that). We decided to wait another hour or so; it didn't look like things were getting worse.

I got upstairs back to my bed, and here I have stayed all day. I feel pretty much the same- very weak and sick feeling (no fever- I checked with a thermometer). Pain is the same... oh and I ran out of Percocet. I was going to pick it up today, but I slept too long and the clinic only had morning hours today. Robert was annoyed with me for not telling him about it, or asking him to do it.

I overdid it yesterday. I did too much with the going out and then going with my friend to the store. It was so nice to get out, though! Later that same day (yesterday), I also I walked the 150 meters or so that it takes to get to Azriel's gan to pick him up. We had forgotten to make an arrangement for him to get picked up, and I didn't think creatively when I suddenly noticed it was almost 4:00, I just went. It's not a long walk at all, but even before surgery it was too much for me. I have such a desire to want everything to be OK and back to normal. But it's only now 9 days after surgery, and my stitches are still in, for goodness sake.

Already last night I felt like a dish cloth. Today was (and still is) just so sick feeling. I am keeping tabs on it- and I made an appointment with my GP for tomorrow morning to check-in and maybe get a blood count if she thinks it's a good idea.

I just feel like I must stay out of the ER at Soroka. But I would go if I am absolutely sure that it is necessary. I feel stable, albeit exhausted, and we'll see how the evening goes. I just had a feeling that if I went to Soroka, the would hospitalize me for "observation", and I want to avoid that.

Right now Robert is making me chicken soup. Yes, me, the vegetarian, wants chicken soup. I have actually been craving meat these days. I know I haven't been eating well, or much, since the surgery, so I guess my body is telling me to get with the program and get some protein.

I'll eat, sleep, and hope tomorrow is better. If it's not, I'll get a referral from my doctor in the morning for the ER.