Two days out....

The "no cancer" celebration is still going on, but Amy's "fun-meter" is pegged as the post-op pain is very real to her. She can't turn her head easily and almost everything strains her throat which makes her neck hurt. At 4 this morning she felt very nauseous from the pain meds. I guess 2 pieces of toast just before she took them wasn't enough in her stomach, and it hit a little bit later. Somehow she talked herself out of being sick; just the idea of having to do so really scared her. She knew it would hurt. She has big plans for the day...wants to get up and shower and go over to the high school to see a few teachers. But realistically, she'll probably spend another day in bed. Brian comes home tonight, so that will give her something to look forward to. I'd give anything to be able to take this pain from her...I think just about any of us would. She, of course, is glad she's the one hurting and not anyone else. Brave girl, our Amy.