I didn’t take my Topomax last night, so I had nightmares, yelled in my sleep, woke up my roommate, and attracted attention from the nurses’ station. I figured I’d better get up.

My pain is at a 3 or a 4. Tylenol at 6:00

I don’t know what time they’ll discharge me. I passed the cups (water drinking) test yesterday. I’m in Stage 3, the one that happens when you go home. I’ve walked around the nurses’ station 10 times.

Whatever I was on yesterday made me very loopy. I mistook the wall in front of me for the floor and told Derek that Aislyn had left her toys there and needed to pick them up. Among other things.

According to my surgeon, once I’m home I can do anything, just no heavy lifting. At Lowe’s last year, I team lifted something heavy and gave myself an infection. I think I opened up a wound from the sling surgery. Even though six weeks had passed.

I’m going to need to be very careful. Especially with preschool, where you are sometimes expected to lift a 50-pound child. I should think about getting a doctor’s note, maybe, to cover myself.

Derek and the kids brought me flowers last night, which I can’t get a picture of right now, because the light is off. Desmond picked them out.

I’d like to get home as soon as possible. It’s hard for me to be away from my family, even overnight. The nurses have all been nice, though.

I think I can only have clear fluids, shakes, and one snack daily for the next week.

I’m definitely not hungry, but I miss my coffee.

That’s all I’ve got for now.

Happy Friday!