I'm feeling quite a bit better tonight. My pain level all day was no more than a 2. It's gone up to about a 5 tonight, but I can at least deal with that, but I am sure the pain meds will take it down a notch or two.
Thankfully, it looks as though I won't need any more surgery for now. My body appears to be doing its best to heal itself. We'll see how this goes, and if I'm not better in a few days, I'll go back in and discuss surgical options. I'd rather it not come to that, but I'm prepared should it happen.
I'm really hoping I'm feeling better tomorrow. The house looks like it vomited on itself, and I have a lot of catching up to do. I'm hoping I'm up to it tomorrow. If it needs to wait another day, because I need to rest, so be it. I'll rest. I'll be no good to anyone, if I don't get through this in one piece. And housework will wait.
It has no say in the matter.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.