This recuperating at home is getting expensive.
As I said before, I never do anything the easy way. I seem to have a penchant for complicating everything and this surgery was no exception. The surgery, itself, went well. I ended up spending almost five days in the hospital for what was supposed to be a quick day surgery. The good part was I was away from my computer which I couldn't have used anyway, trussed up as I was.
That ended as soon as I got home. Even though I have all the television channels I've come to rely on, boredom soon set in. One can watch only so many game shows and reruns of shows we could watch with children in the room before one's mind begins to atrophy.
A 'side effect' of the surgery is the fact that my stomach is swollen. Really, really swollen. It's been a real drag waiting for it to shrink back to my normal extra-large size. I look like I'm due any minute and the very uncomfortable 'tourniquet' the hospital so graciously provided was about as torturous as it gets. And who the heck got the bright idea to put long plastic 'stays' all over so that no matter how you sit, move, or lie you get maximum pokeage? I finally had to yank them all out and got some relief. It's been almost a month since my surgery and my stomach has probably gone down a whopping two inches. I won't say how much more I have to go but I'm hoping to be back to normal (whatever that was) before the year is out. Maybe our youngest grandson, who is five, won't poke my stomach and ask if I have a baby in there. I just laughed.
Anyway, to kill time before and after my surgery David and I've been shopping online. So far, we've spent, well I won't tell you what we've spent pre- and postsurgery, but our budget is blown. Boredom is expensive around here.
Just before my stay at the most expensive B&B in town, I won an Oculus so I had to take care of it by ordering a carrying case, a new fancy-schmancy head strap that counterbalances, headphones that, for the life of us, we cannot figure out how to install, and just for fun, stickers to brighten up the dull white finish.
I'm surprised that the FedEx, UPS, and USPS carriers didn't send someone to find out what happened to us when we hadn't ordered anything in almost a week. They've become accustomed to our daily deliveries.
After I got home, we ordered, besides a fortune in tractor parts for a used tractor our son purchased for his new farm, a new golf bag for David since his is really, really, really old, and numerous birthday gifts for the grandkids which involved a lot of Paw Patrol.
We've also spent big bucks on our new, crazy Yorkie, Tilda, whom we 'rescued' a couple of months ago. She's a sweet girl but a little nuts, and she definitely doesn't like anyone but David and me. Although we haven't had a chance to try it out, we also ordered a new 'training' collar for her. She likes to bark at anything and nips at anyone who dares enter her personal abode.
Besides the collar, we also purchased a crate since the woman fostering her said she was used to one, decided it was too small, and got a bigger one. Our biggest impulse buy for Tilda was the small spot carpet cleaner I 'panic' bought right after we brought her home. We have fairly new carpet (it was anyway) so the first time she piddled in the house I opened the box and whipped out the cleaner. It took me several minutes to figure out which end was which. I filled it with water and the cleaning solution it came with and carried it into the living room. That is when I realized the big mistake I'd made. I have to get down on my hands and knees to clean each spot. I'm getting too old for that nonsense.
Unfortunately, we (and by we, I mean me) ended up having to use it when our sweet Molly was nearing the end of her life. David whipped out the full-size carpet cleaner and took over all the cleaning jobs. I didn't protest too much. We ended up loaning it (probably permanently) to our kids for their pet clean up so now David is on the hook for all spot removal accidents. It turned out to be a win-win for me.
So, I'm thinking of declaring a moratorium on online purchases for at least a month. Okay, a week.