post-op zombie
Well, so far things are okay. I'm not feeling any pain and haven't taken any pain relievers. My arms and legs do feel weird, particularly at the knees, elbows, and wrists - it's that limbs falling asleep feeling, but not quite the pins and needles level, just constant tingling. I'm not sure what that's about, it's not mentioned as a side effect of the antibiotics I've taken, so I'm guessing it's from the anesthesia/sedative from the operation.
As to that, I don't know what the sedative was, but I lost consciousness just as if it were general anesthesia, and when I was next aware of myself, I was lying on my couch at home with the blanket from my bed over me. According to Tony, who was escorting me, not only was I able to walk back to the car when we left the doctor's office, I also insisted upon unlocking the doors to get back into my condo, although I couldn't actually pull the building door open. I have no idea how I was even capable of picking out the correct keys. I was also able to remove my coat and my boots before collapsing on the couch; Tony must've got the blanket for me. Apparently I just moaned occasionally during the ride home, although Tony claims I made a clearly disparaging moan when he made a wrong turn. I have absolutely no memory of any of these activities; I can only guess that this is what it's like to get really wasted on alcohol, or be turned into a voodoo zombie (as distinct from an undead cannibalistic movie zombie).
I don't really feel tired, but I'm starting to feel spacey again, so I guess I should go to bed soon. I just hope this lack-of-circulation tingliness goes away soon, it's bothersome.
As to that, I don't know what the sedative was, but I lost consciousness just as if it were general anesthesia, and when I was next aware of myself, I was lying on my couch at home with the blanket from my bed over me. According to Tony, who was escorting me, not only was I able to walk back to the car when we left the doctor's office, I also insisted upon unlocking the doors to get back into my condo, although I couldn't actually pull the building door open. I have no idea how I was even capable of picking out the correct keys. I was also able to remove my coat and my boots before collapsing on the couch; Tony must've got the blanket for me. Apparently I just moaned occasionally during the ride home, although Tony claims I made a clearly disparaging moan when he made a wrong turn. I have absolutely no memory of any of these activities; I can only guess that this is what it's like to get really wasted on alcohol, or be turned into a voodoo zombie (as distinct from an undead cannibalistic movie zombie).
I don't really feel tired, but I'm starting to feel spacey again, so I guess I should go to bed soon. I just hope this lack-of-circulation tingliness goes away soon, it's bothersome.