It's been a little more then two weeks since I had surgery and I'm finally starting to walk normal again even though the pain is still kind of bad. Right after the operation was the worst! I never have cried because of pain before and I figured I was going to be in pain just for a little bit because the nurse said that she gave me a morphine shot and that should take care of everything. Well it didn't, not even after three shots of morphine, two vicodin, and a shot of demerol. I felt the pain plan as day ugh, after two and a half hours they said that I should try getting to the wheel chair so that I could go home. That had to be the longest foot I have ever had to travel, I was shaking and clinching my teeth so hard that I though I would going to make my head pop, I don't remember going in to my house all that much well except that I was tearing up bad and then I passed out after laying my body flat on my bed. For the next week I was asleep because of all the meds that I was on and I when I was able to sort walk which was around thanksgiving, I was like so retarded and slow it made going out worthless. Just think of someone trying to feed grandpa, that's how lame I was.
Never get a hernia, that's the moral of the story because the cure is so damn painful. The pic is of me sleeping the many days that I slept, with out my pants on cause my cloths were too tight and hurt my wound hella bad. Although the spots did made the doctor think that there was something else wrong with me, lol. I told him the truth that I had them because I was to be photographed and henna was used to paint me up. Ah fun times.