Water is important.

You probably already knew that, but I was reminded yesterday how important it is.

I tried to do what my doctor suggested. I tried to drink only liquid thicker than water in order to avoid aggravating the friend in the roof of my mouth.  I lasted one day.  There is a limit to how much Ensure one can endure though and soup and milk have started to wear out their welcome too.  It felt impossible to replace the amount of water I drink - which is not small - with thicker fluids.
The longer I went without water, the grumpier I got and the harder it was to concentrate and the less energy/wherewithal I had to prepare other food and prep syringes and wash syringes and measure meds, etc.  By the time 7pm rolled around, I was a mess - climbing one set of stairs winded me, my heart was racing, I was experiencing complete blackouts that last tens of seconds and several other symptoms of mild dehydration.
Thankfully, Dave saw this was not going well and quickly put his MacGyver skills to good use, building a contraption that allows me to trickle water into the back of my mouth and down my throat, bypassing the need to swallow, assuming I move the syringe plunger VERY slowly.
I also have to give a big shout out to Casey who put me on to thickened liquids, which are exactly what they sound like.  Dave ran out after the kids were in bed and bought some thickener for me after she explained how it worked.
This morning, I spent an hour getting about 1 cup of fluid into me. The thickener worked a treat when added to fruit punch. I am very sensitive about textures, so I was skeptical, but when chilled, it is the same texture as a fruit cocktail or a slushy, if it were smooth. This in combination with Ensure and water made for a good start to the day.
As a result of the kind and creative souls in my life, today has been much better.  I can already say quite confidently that I feel more energized and can think clearly. I can move around the house without taking breaks to catch my breath or regain my vision.  I'm considering reading a book, which I couldn't do yesterday - I tried.
Next goal is using this new approach to get me to next Wednesday when I see the surgeon.

Using the water dribbling contraption while drying my hair.

Looking tired and puffy, but at least I've got good hair :P  *Ha*

Day 9 - Home Sweet Home

Don't get me wrong, I am eternally grateful to my sister and to Jane & Moe for the use of their spaces and even to the Dartmouth General Hospital and especially to my mom for spending more than a week of her vacation this year caring for me. Seriously, she didn't have to and it means a ton to me that she did.
All that said, my friends, I cannot tell you how elated I am to be home. My bed is so comfortable....it might as well be made of marshmallows. My children are angelic and perfect (this will probably last until bed time ;) ), my pets are the most delightful, well-mannered animals on the face of the planet.....you get what I am saying. It is that wonderful feeling of returning to your comfort zone after a time out of it, sometimes, as in stressful situations, WAY out of it.
The kids' reactions were better than I expected actually. Orin had a look of immediate recognition when he saw me, but also a definite sense of hesitation. He toddled right over and kind of coyly, sweetly, quietly asked to be picked up. I put him in my lap and almost immediately, he leaned into me, looked up into my face and smiled. After about twenty minutes, he was running around, plopping in my lap instructing me on the names of all of my belongings and species of animals that we have (he now calls the dog "dog" rather than "cat", people....can I get a Hallelujah!). Isabel was out grocery shopping with her dad when I arrived, so when she came in, she smiled right away, walked over to me, wrapped her arms around my legs and strung this all together, "I won't jump on you, mom. I'll be gentle. I love you so much. I missed you." She's been a right little mum to me, bringing me her friends to comfort me, helping me pour soup, grabbing a face cloth to mop up soup that I got on my shirt. Truly, heartwarming.
As for me, I feel much the same as I did yesterday. This is the first day when I haven't felt that the swelling and feeling in my face haven't changed. The bruising is fading already, which surprised me. Otherwise, I am feeling pretty similar to yesterday. Hopefully, tomorrow will bring with it a little more energy and a little less puffiness in the chin....it just still feels...well...gigantic.
Oh! I tried one of the soups that I bought today....V8 Cream of Broccoli. It is good. It has more substance to it than I was expecting, so I may need to hold off on using the rest for about a week because I can't quite manage the small chunks of broccoli yet, but the taste was really good. I was pretty impressed.
Pics below were taken while resting in my own bed before supper :)