letting it hang out

Aw man, my stomach is so bloated right now. But I'm doing what the nurses told me yesterday: eat lots of ruffage, so that means leafy greens, veggies. For dinner I had vegetable soup and half of a salad .... and then some cherry cheesecake. I couldn't resist. We spent our evening at the hospital in Annie's room. She was in some pain again this evening, but there's a nurse that's going to be watching over her tonight who seems very experienced with transplant patients. She recommended warm prune juice to get the bowels moving for her. Maybe I should take up that nurse's advice for myself.

I don't know if I wrote about this already, but I worked up the courage to look at my scars yesterday. They don't look gruesome at all. My incision is 3-4 inches long horizontally across my pubic bone. Then there are four laproscopic puncture wounds almost in a square on the right side of my torso. I took off those bandaids yesterday after my shower. Not too shabby. The puncture wounds don't hurt at all. Then, on my left side, I still have "yes" written in marker. When I was in the pre-op room, the nurse wrote "yes" so the surgeon would be sure to operate on that side. Well, since they took my right kidney -- on purpose -- the "yes" is a little humorous for me. Oh well. :) It's a funny souvenier.

Anyway, Drew left today. :( He had to head back to Augusta so he could get back to his job at ASU on Monday. I was very sad to see him go, and he was sad to go, too, but I'm glad he'll be there with Mookie (even though he was well taken care of by the neighbors!). I got to "chat" with Mookie on the phone today and he responded by running away from the phone. :) Awwww... Back to Drew though. He was a huge help. It has been funny this week having him here because he's been called every name he could be called: boyfriend, husband, brother, fiance, etc. I talked to his mom earlier today and she said her pastor at the Methodist church in Cleveland, Ga., talked about me and the transplant during his homily today. He said, "Drew Allen's fiancee gave her kidney to her cousin ..." Oops! :) But oh well. It's all the same really. He's my guy and that's all that matters.