news from the inside

So... I haven't washed my hair in nearly a week. I'm not sure if it will come out of the bun on my head or if that will be permanent. Regardless, no pictures of me will appear on this blog. I am far too vain. There is no controlling what my mother puts on Facebook. Actually no controlling my mother in general.

I wake up several times every night. This is mostly because nurses are poking and prodding me for my blood pressure and what not. In fact, two nights ago I scared the nurse pretty bad because my bp was at 77/45. Or something like that. They just wouldn't let me sleep even though I insisted its normal for me. Eventually I convinced them to leave. This morning I was awoken by a group of like 10 doctors. Here to chat and see how I am doing. We play the same games. Connect my finger to my nose, then their finger. Repeat. Switch hands. I haven't been walking too well on my own and they were nervous I have nerve damage. (You know, more nerve damage than them removing a couple of my nerves causing half my head to be numb). But I passed the MRI and their tests. I even walked back from the bathroom on my own today. It may only be about 5 steps away but we all have our own little victories to claim.
My doctors are upset with me because I haven't been eating well. They must not understand how sick I feel whenever I try to eat. How it makes me so nauseas. Or maybe they do understand and they also comprehend a bit more. If I don't eat, I won't heal. If I don't walk, I won't heal.
Conclusion: I need to stop being such a sick baby. I need to eat more and walk more. It's amazing that walking is so difficult to me when a couple months ago I ran two half marathons. And now I need help to walk 15 steps.
I feel like I am progressing at an acceptable rate. Heck, a couple days ago I couldn't walk two steps. Now I can walk five. On my own. I will take that victory and walk with it (at least a couple steps).