by Rebecca J on 2012-10-23
Itʼs become clear that some of my readers are under the impression that I am still in bed with a blanket over my eyes, trying to keep any bit of food down. Well, Iʼm pleased to report that two weeks after surgery, I am feeling much better.
Whatever magic the PA worked during my post-op check-up worked, because my dizziness started to go away the next day. I stayed out of bed all day on Friday and Saturday, and the only pain medication I took was a couple of Tylenol at night. I was feeling well enough to go to stake conference* on Saturday night and then out to dinner afterwards. On Sunday, I made a fancy dinner with William. And on Monday, I did a bunch of laundry and housework, so in some aspects, life is back to normal. My sense of taste is slowly coming back, and my mouth isnʼt drooping anymore. (If my sense of taste had been permanently damaged, that wouldʼve been the most tragic thing ever to happen to me, even more than being born deaf. I cannot even imagine never being able to taste French fries dipped in honey mustard again.)
I still have a bruise under my right eye that mostly just looks like I got carried away with the green eyeshadow. Riding in the car is still giving me a little bit of difficulty, so I donʼt trust myself to get behind the wheel just yet. But each day is an improvement, so I expect to be back behind the wheel sooner rather than later. Brighter days are indeed ahead!
Iʼve been without hearing in my right ear for two weeks now. My left ear has been doing a lot of heavy lifting, if you will. It has been frustrating not to hear as well as Iʼm accustomed, but something is better than nothing. Iʼm also mindful that two weeks of not being able to hear well is a good reminder for me that I have been so fortunate, given the level of loss that I have. So many children never have the opportunities that I had, and life is really, really hard for them. Iʼve largely been spared many of those challenges and have been able to make the most of what little hearing I have. For that I am most thankful.
* On Saturday nightʼs session of stake conference, without any warning, I was picked out of an audience of hundreds to share a testimony. First of all, I was glad that Iʼd put some makeup on. Second of all, I was glad that I had some things of a spiritual nature recorded in my blog that I could cobble together into a semi-coherent message. So, I talked about the thing that has consumed my thoughts of late, my cochlear implant. And by the time I finished, I didnʼt see many dry eyes in the audience. Mission accomplished.
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