Breaking News: Doctors usually know what they are talking about.

I got home it felt amazing to be in my own house.  I shuffled off into my bed and laid down.  YAY!  Bliss!  Then the cat, who missed me terribly, jumped up on me and started to "knead" my belly like she usually does.  This sent me screaming in pain and the cat straight up to the ceiling and then bolting out of the bedroom.  Then the 5 year old who missed her Mommy came running in and jumped on me.  she to jumped tothe ceiling and ran like the cat.   At this point I believe all of the other living creatures in the house realized it'd be a good idea to let the Mama be. 

THEN....I had to pee.  I couldn't get out of the bed.  My abs weren't working because of surgery and the pain so I had to kinda roll out of the bed into my husband's (hopefully) waiting arms and have him help me upright.  Luckily, the trust fall worked and he did in fact catch me.   (You could have guessed this by the general knowledge that we are still married now...)

I was sent home with liquid Loritab (a liquid hydrocodone), a medication to help coat your stomach (take this, it HONESTLY helps the pain so much), and a stool softener (TAKE THIS!!! it HONESTLY helps you poop so much!).  Unfortunately, the doc didn't listen when I told him that hydrocodone doesn't work on me.  Zippo.  Nada.  No effect.  I need to be on Percoset.  That weekend was so painful.  I should have listened and never left the hospital.  I regretted every minute of that weekend. 

Monday I called and they got me in to see my surgeon right away.  I couldn't even walk.  I hurt so bad I was in tears by the 5th step.  Hubby helped me in and we saw the doc.  When I showed him where I hurt he knew EXACTLY what was wrong.  This helped things along a bit.  There had been a complication with the surgery (that we didn't know about - doc included - until now) he had bumped something causing inflammation, which caused the nerves to be pressed up against, there in causing the pain.  Good news - answers.  Bad news - nothing he could do but wait it out.  Good news - at least I now had pain meds I needed that worked.

Or so I thought....the pain a week later was still unbearable so I went in again to see him.  He immediately got me a referral out to pain management to see if they could help.  In the mean time,  no working out,  try to walk as much as I can tolerate,  otherwise rest.