I Wasn't Ready

The other week I was trying to catch up on some wifely duties if you know what I mean. Mom, Dad y’all can skip right on past this post. Thank you!

So anyway the things that I would normally do I couldn’t because I couldn’t move around as much as I used to prior to having surgery. That didn’t stop me from trying though😉. But it should have. Later on that night my chest was on fire!!! I said that I would not take any more of the drugs I was given for pain because I didn’t like how they made me feel. Well, I got over that real quick.

I took Roxicodone, Tylenol, and I think I took some aspirin. I probably would have taken some gin or something too if I had some in the house. I was in so much pain!!! The hubs was happy though…well kind of. He started getting worried. I don’t know what I was thinking.

I’m not a gymnast I can’t be trying to do no backflips, half splits, sliding down the bed sideways and breathe all at the same time. Issa NO!!! I had major surgery not too long ago and I need to get in shape. Attempting to do the absolute most was going to end me back in the hospital because I ended up splitting my chest back open. When I’m completely healed we can revisit the fun but at that moment I wasn’t ready!