Today was a day.
My day consisted of:
6:50am- I wake up with the intense feeling of pain…as if I had been giving a large midget a ride on my shoulders all night long. I roll over from my back to my side to hear the pop and feel the pain of the separated pieces of my sternum moving against one another other.
6:51am-take my daily assortment of pills where the only pill I know is doing something is the one that says this pill is for PAIN.
6:55am- I have recently started eating breakfast in the morning because well…when you’re recovering from open heart surgery and you wake up early enough to go to someoneelse’s job in the morning…there isn’t shit to do….except eat. or go back to sleep.
I Pour a bowl of fiberONE and start eating it.
7:00am- I sneeze…following my sneeze I scream the word ‘FUCK’ repeatedly until I can find something to grab on to and relieve some pain. I see the look on my mother’s face from across the dinner table. It’s as if she’s seen a ghost from my outbursts of obscenities.
For anyone who has ever sneezed recently after having open heart surgery you completely understand but for those who don’t know…
It would be like if someone grabbed a dull knife and stabbed you in the center of your chest and dragged it down to the center of your stomach. Followed by: the feeling of your chest being ripped open like a fucking UPS box.
Also see; Super Nintendo/Street fighter II- the feeling of a sonic boom to the chest.
The reason it hurts so much is because when you sneeze your sternum vibrates. Currently my sternum is two pieces and has not completely healed together so the two pieces of my sternum where actually vibrating against one another.
(thirty minutes of miscellaneous bullshit)
7:30am-sit in my room and watch the wonder years on netflix
11:00am- finally get around to taking a shower. Taking a shower gets easier everyday which is nice.
11:40am- I go to an eye appointment and get my eyes checked.
after that…that was it.
that was my entire day in a nutshell.
to fill in blanks i would insert The Wonder Years, Law and Order, Arrested Development, and angry birds (here, here and here)
P.S.
I found a couple video journals of people my age who had the same kind of surgery which is pretty cool. It was nice that they took the time to make a video for other people to relate to and show how they progressed as time went on. Part of me just wishes for their explanations to be a little more straight forward as far as what it’s really like. Sugar coating.
Bottom line…Having open heart surgery has been the worst pain in my entire fucking life.
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