Too Medicated to Crochet

When I see the doctor on Tuesday I've got to let him know I can't exist without the Vicodin. The moment it wears off the searing pain where the kink is burns throughout my tummy. It's weird, but I can't seem to focus enough to crochet. I used to take the stuff before the surgery to deal with the rectal dragon and my mind didn't glaze over. Now I'm really glazed and I haven't touched the doily I was working on since going into the hospital. I miss crocheting.

I do hope that whatever the kink is that it works itself out and will go away once the inflammation of surgery subsides as the doctor feels that it will. I don't cherish the thought of having to go back in for the surgeon to straighten out the kink as I fear he'd have to cut me totally open to do it. Maybe he would be able to resolve it by going through the stoma incision area? I have no clue about those sort of things. Anything is possible.

Maybe tomorrow I'll bring out the doily and see if I can't work on it. Even if I work slowly at it, every stitch counts towards it being made.