The day after surgery was a relative blur to me. I was having a really hard time rolling from side to side and could not even lift my head. I didn’t really eat anything for breakfast and lunch other than liquids, but the nurses kept giving me a stack of pills to take (including ones for constipation). Most of the time I was unable to keep them down. I did manage to eat dinner (beans, mash potatoes and what I think was salisbury steak. It rather looked like those fake toys of food we have in the kindergarten’s kitchens). That stayed down because I told them no more pills. My stomach was hurting. I looked like I was 8 months pregnant and it felt like I had a cement weight in there. My older sister spent the night with me lying on an uncomfortable chair.