Recovery

I had my surgery yesterday. It wasn't too bad, but it hurts like the dickens when I go too long without my meds. When I first woke up in the recovery room I saw the nurse and she had some sprite and a pill in her hand.
"Can you swallow this pill, sweetie?" She asked.
I nodded and I guess a look of confusion crossed my face because she said,
"Are you okay?"
It took at least two minutes for me to say,
"I couldn't remember how to open my mouth."
She smiled and helped me take the pill and wash it down with a little off-brand sprite. Soon after my parents came in and I was brought back to my room. When I got into my bed my knees started twitching like squirrel's tails and I couldn't help laughing. A few minutes later I was awake enough to want food. They brought me a red snow-ball and I ate it taking small bites and when I finished I had that nasty sugary taste in my mouth that lingers after eating red dye. They came in later to take my temperature, blood pressure and to take out my IV tube (they left the needle thing in) and asked if I wanted some graham crackers. I gladly accepted, but they weren't very good. M dad gave me half of his cookie and I munched on that for a bit till I fell asleep. I woke up and slept over and over for a while till about 2pm when the physical therapist came in to take out the rest of my IV and gave me some crutches training. Soon after we left and I spent the rest of the day on the couch in and out of sleep. Last night I slept well and today my friend came and brouht some cookies and get well wishes. =] It was an overall good expeirience and I can hardly wait to be better again.
Well, it's time for more medicine, I'll post again in a few days for an update... maybe...