Nov 17, 2009 - 9:50 am
Well, it's milk. Being the smartypants that he is--while I was gone, Layne decided to have not one but TWO glasses of milk instead of introducing it slowly as he was told to do by the docs.
And he spent last night in the bathroom. :) Dumping.
He has promised to be good henceforth.
Doing well, drainage on the incision easing, he is less sore each day, and is hoping to start getting back in the loop on work by the end of the week. (Just a couple of hours a day...more guiding than doing, to keep him mind from turning to mush.)
Yesterday we went to Whole Foods and Walmart, and he did very well. It was cold here, so it gave him somewhere to do his walk. I have to get a new treadmill for him if this continues, as he really is not going to be able to walk in the winter because he now feels cold. (He NEVER was cold before, even in the dead of winter, wore only a flannel shirt or something similar.)
I am amazed how good he is feeling. I hope that his case gives hope to those who wonder how the surgery will affect their life. Well, it's surgery, so it is no fun, but he is enjoying his recovery time, spending time with me and the boys--laughing and being together!