Christopher had his lap band surgery almost two weeks ago. (If you want to more about how that works - see his blog link on this site.) Oh my God - I have become such a nag. "Are you chewing your food all the way?" "Did you take your multivitamin?" "Is that a half a cup or 3/4 of a cup?"
CJ's doing great - and goes back to work next week. Here's an excerpt from an e-mail I sent our friend Doug regarding the first few days:
Tuesday 5/20: Seven I.V. attempts before they got the vein. CJ looks like he's been slamming heroin with drinking straws. Operating goes smooth. We have lovely pics of his liver and stomach with new lap band. Nice liver according to the doctor. I wonder where he got it. Spend the night in hospital and watch CJ watch American Idol on pain killers. Suddenly David Archuleta is less annoying to him.
Wed, 5/21: go home (Rob is off all week) CJ sleeps. Drinks broth. Sleeps.
Thurs, 5/22: Rob eats all of CJ's leftover food he can't eat anymore while CJ is sedated. Then, debates getting lap-band, too, if he eats one more thing.
Friday, 5/23: CJ has not moved from the couch in two days except to go to the bathroom. A lot. What goes in - comes out. Very little change in between. CJ starts the get dehydrated.
Sat, 5/24: Repeat Friday 5/23.
Sunday, 5/25: CJ wants to get the hell out of the house. We go to 11 AM AA meeting. CJ sleeps through whole meeting. Decides it's time to go off pain killers.
Monday, 5/26: CJ is now bitchy and wants a steak. He's already lost 12 pounds.
Tuesday, 5/27: Rob comes out from behind the couch (where he eats out-of-sight) and runs to work. CJ tries to go to work and turns around on the way there. Too soon.
Wed, 5/28: CJ is back at home eating bananas and sipping Gatorade to address the dehydration. Now he's hydrated and has a taste for soft foods. It's giddy times when I make him mashed potatoes and canned chicken. You'd think the 1/2 cup he had was Thanksgiving dinner.
Thursday, 5/29: CJ tries work again and has to cut it short. Spirits are high and internal stuff seems to be settling down. Now he's a giant walking bruise with itchy staples. But that will heal.
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