Post Op - Day Nine

Today I feel marvelous.  I have been singing to myself, cooking, and dancing almost all day.  It feels like I'm a love-sick Cinderella sweeping through the room, broom in hand. "...so this is love."

My first follow-up was Friday, and I'm 11 pounds lighter than I was before surgery. I had my surgical staples removed, and was wrangled into attending a support group meeting. Turns out my incisions are healing well, and were covered with medical tape. The attending Nurse Practitioner (who looks like Taylor Hicks!), gave me a clean bill of health and the go-ahead to try solid, non-pureed foods.  The whole process was all very brief, and lasted around a couple hours.

The next day -  yesterday for those keeping track, DH and I went shopping. I picked up some awesome new pieces for the summer, in a size or two too small so I have something to look forward to, and all told, walked a total of around 2 or 3 miles.  When we arrived home, I realized that this is the first time I've not had knee pain after a day out in over a year. 

I tried my first piece of solid food today, after church.  An all-beef hotdog with a couple tablespoons of chili and a bit of mustard. With baby bites and chewing the living crap out of everything I put in my mouth (around 30 chews per bite), I got everything down, and kept it down.  Allow me to break here and express my happiness that I have not vomited, spat up, became nauseous, or had any problems tolerating food since my band was placed. So...yay. But anyway...

Because of the combination of these things, I've just been really chipper all day.  In addition, DH has been super attentive, grabbing my newly-developing waist and kissing me from behind, and surprising me with flowers. Very romantic.  All in all, today has seemed like a kind of mundane fairy tale.