Hi Friends! Well, my surgery was successful. I am now minus one lymph node. It's funny... usually when Stephen and I go to a hospital together we come out with another kid. This time I left with a little less than I went in with. If only my surgeon could have removed some of my inner thigh cellulite as well... Ah, what are you going to do?
A few days of bed rest has been more interesting than I thought it was going to be. I've discovered that when I have all the time in the world to sleep it seems to be the last thing my body wants to allow. Why is that? I fall asleep and then begin that twitching thing where you wake yourself up constantly because you feel like you're falling. You know what I'm talking about. I also have dreamt twice that I woke up with my breasts having been augmented. If the pain of that is anything like having your armpit sliced open and rifled through, then I'll keep my A's...
I know now that I will never be addicted to prescription pain pills. They are wonderful for their intended purpose. Lucky for me, every side effect I was warned about has happened to me, as well as a few I had to search for online because they were a total surprise. I have to take several different medications and supplements to counteract the effects of the pain meds. It's all good. I'm grateful to have them for the time being.
I also have discovered that when you wipe tape residue with baby oil, rubbing alcohol, and a few household products in an attempt to remove it, you end up with baby-oil-rubbing-alcohol-beauty-product-soaked tape residue. The good news is, it's still a lovely shade of orange from the iodine used to prep the area. It's also a magnet for cat hair, just in case any of my whiskered friends need extra. Yes, I have scrubbed many times to the best of my ability... it could be worse, right? At least it was the correct side of my body...
My sweet husband has not left my side during the whole thing, from beginning to end. He's been Mom and Dad, the chef, driver, errand runner, grocery shopper, and foot rubber. He has been patient as I kept the TV on because I couldn't sleep. He has gotten up early with the littles. He has waited on me hand and foot, as well as doing the necessary things needed around the house daily. I can't thank you enough, Stephen, and I just want to tell you how much I appreciate all you do.
Now, we just wait for the test results. I have a pretty confident feeling. In the meantime, I am looking forward to regaining my strength and blogging about cats and weather and towels and whatever else happens to come to mind... thanks for your support.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Thursday, February 13, 2014
The Bucket List
Hello All. Tonight I've decided to enjoy my slight pseudoephedrine high via Sudafed and ignore my sinus headache long enough to drop a line or two. Thanks for playing your part.
I am due to have surgery this coming Monday, nothing too too scary, and I'm actually looking forward to the results. I have been plagued by a swollen lymph node in my left armpit for most of my life. It's been a nuisance off and on and it is always painful when it flares up. So far no one has been able to figure out the cause. So they're taking it out and sending it to the pathology lab to see what the heck is bugging it. So long, Old Friend! I'm hoping the news is good. The sort of scary part is putting my life in the hands of the anesthesiologist... I've been under twice and been fine. So, I'm sure I will be this time too. The biggest difference is the little people sleeping next door. My son is 5, and today said to me as though he were Humpty Dumpty from Puss In Boots, "Brothers and mommies forever. Always together." That sound you heard was my heart welling up and imploding.
While reflecting, I always remember the mistakes, the worries, the embarrassments, the nights going to bed, wishing I was a better mother, better wife, better daughter. If I were allowed a few wishes, a bucket list, it would probably be something like this:
1. I want to save the big cats from extinction. On a smaller scale, I have an ache to work on a personal level with those in captivity and travel and speak to those who would listen and act in order to preserve and co-exist with these magnificent creatures. I cannot imagine a world where I can only show my grandchild photos of tigers because they no longer exist.
2. I want to live by a beach with white sand, clear water, and free-flowing Coppertone 50 SPF.
3. I'd say I want a Mustang convertible, my dream car, but my husband has already made that come true.
4. I want to see my parents and sisters more often.
5. I want to take back every bad word ever spoken and every bad thought ever had about my husband. He is my best friend. He has shown me that miracles are possible. I can never doubt again.
6. I want my children to only ever have good memories of me. I never want them to cry or be upset or hurt or mad. I know, I know. It's a bucket list, remember?
7. I want my children to know how much I love them. They are my legacy. Nothing else I do in life matters the way they do. I wish I could hug them 1000 times a day. I wish I could express my love in everything I do. I wish I always had a ton of energy to play and run and build and teach. I wish I taught them as much as they teach me.
8. I want every cat in the world.
That doesn't seem like too much to ask, does it?
"As for me and my household, we will serve the Lord." Joshua 24:15
I am due to have surgery this coming Monday, nothing too too scary, and I'm actually looking forward to the results. I have been plagued by a swollen lymph node in my left armpit for most of my life. It's been a nuisance off and on and it is always painful when it flares up. So far no one has been able to figure out the cause. So they're taking it out and sending it to the pathology lab to see what the heck is bugging it. So long, Old Friend! I'm hoping the news is good. The sort of scary part is putting my life in the hands of the anesthesiologist... I've been under twice and been fine. So, I'm sure I will be this time too. The biggest difference is the little people sleeping next door. My son is 5, and today said to me as though he were Humpty Dumpty from Puss In Boots, "Brothers and mommies forever. Always together." That sound you heard was my heart welling up and imploding.
While reflecting, I always remember the mistakes, the worries, the embarrassments, the nights going to bed, wishing I was a better mother, better wife, better daughter. If I were allowed a few wishes, a bucket list, it would probably be something like this:
1. I want to save the big cats from extinction. On a smaller scale, I have an ache to work on a personal level with those in captivity and travel and speak to those who would listen and act in order to preserve and co-exist with these magnificent creatures. I cannot imagine a world where I can only show my grandchild photos of tigers because they no longer exist.
2. I want to live by a beach with white sand, clear water, and free-flowing Coppertone 50 SPF.
3. I'd say I want a Mustang convertible, my dream car, but my husband has already made that come true.
4. I want to see my parents and sisters more often.
5. I want to take back every bad word ever spoken and every bad thought ever had about my husband. He is my best friend. He has shown me that miracles are possible. I can never doubt again.
6. I want my children to only ever have good memories of me. I never want them to cry or be upset or hurt or mad. I know, I know. It's a bucket list, remember?
7. I want my children to know how much I love them. They are my legacy. Nothing else I do in life matters the way they do. I wish I could hug them 1000 times a day. I wish I could express my love in everything I do. I wish I always had a ton of energy to play and run and build and teach. I wish I taught them as much as they teach me.
8. I want every cat in the world.
That doesn't seem like too much to ask, does it?
"As for me and my household, we will serve the Lord." Joshua 24:15
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