Scooter
spent the majority of the weekend in bed, convalescing from his oral
surgery. Although he is still achy and swollen, the deep pain has waned.
He is returning to work today, but I worry about his readiness. I tried
to encourage him to stay home for another day, but he is determined. I
know that he won't cause any damage by going to work, but I hate
knowing that he is going to be in pain. Because he is trying to return
to work, his pain will be addressed with ibuprofen instead of the
narcotics that he has been relying upon over the weekend. I'm hoping
that his body is ready to make the transition.
I worry
about his pain management, but I think that returning to a routine may
be helpful. I was hoping that having successfully completed the surgery
would have ended his surgical anxiety. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Only
now instead of worrying about the upcoming procedure, he has switched
his focus to examining and researching every nuance of the recovery. He
is constantly searching forums and websites, grasping onto every tidbit
and nugget of information about what might happen during the healing
process. My efforts have switched from trying to reassure him that
everything will be okay to promising him that everything is okay. I hate
seeing him so apprehensive, I wish that there was something I could do
to make him believe that he will be okay.
While Scott
was resting, I did my best to entertain the boys. Thankfully the weather
cooperated, providing two sun filled and crisp days for us to enjoy.
Timmy was content running around the yard chasing leaves while Robby
worked furiously cracking hickory nuts. We now have a bucket of cracked
hickory nuts drying in anticipation of making hickory nut cookies for
Mr. Bill. Any guesses about this weeks baking project?
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