A Week Of Recovery

It's been a week and for the most part it has not been awful:) I am getting better and just about ready to resume my daily chores. I will be both happy and sad to see my mother leave tomorrow, God knows I could not have recovered the past week without her. She has stepped in and done all my "jobs" plus others I had been putting off. And when my in-laws were in town last weekend, they got all of my laundry done so I am all caught up, if only I keep up with it:)

I had the week off from school(both mine and the kids:)and only had soccer to deal with during my recovery. I have had wonderful support from friends and family and I will never be able to thank everyone, but I will keep trying. I am looking forward to get back to life next week, I am starting to miss it.

I also celebrated a birthday yesterday, 34! Ben says that I am officially in my mid-thirties now and getting old!!! What a nice husband:) To celebrate, Ben, my mom and I went to dinner. It was nice to get out without the kids even though we were all pretty tired.

Soome Good!

There was Good News to be had today! That means that some of the stress has been lifted. All that is left now is getting through surgery! What I am most concerned about is that awful feeling I get after anesthesia. All sick to my stomach and dizzy! I hate that! I almost wish they would just numb the area and leave me awake:)

I am glad it is an out patient procedure and that my mother arrives on Saturday! My in-laws come in tomorrow night and will be here to watch the monsters Friday while I am under the knife!

I am using this surgery as an excuse to buy a few new nightgowns and a pair of sleepers:) So at least there is a positive in there.

What a Couple of Weeks!

Surgery day has almost arrived, thank God! I on down to only 4 more sleepless, stress-filled nights! Hopefully I will have some good pain pills afterward that will buy me 1 or 2 good nights:)

My in-laws arrive on Thursday to help with the kids while I am in surgery and then my mom gets here on Saturday to help for a whole week! I cannot wait, soon I will have a clean house:) So, if you ever wanted to stop by my house, do it within two weeks of my mom leaving, after that I give up on the cleaning:)

I've had so other "stuff" going on too the past couple of weeks and I has been tough on me. It was "perfect storm" and boy it isn't working for me! Maybe after surgery and my big birthday next week- I will get moving in the right direction!!!

Humm...

It might be that having a month to "prepare" for the gall bladder removal is not the best thing! It is a month to stress and re-stress over all that could, but I know will not, go wrong! A month of wondering all the "what-ifs" and not living the next month! The worst part about all this is that I have met some people that have had the "bad" experiences and they are not that bad! And I will be fine. My surgical history indicates no problems and I have had 3 babies with little trouble. So, why you ask do I worry? I worry because I do. The harder I try not to, the more I do. The angrier I get at my self for worrying,I worry more! I fear it is going to be a very long month involving a lot of xanax!

Then the month will be over and my gall bladder will be removed and I will feel GREAT! Except I will then be stressed over the fact that I spent the previous month stressing! Oh a viscous cycle in my life! I need Susan Powder to "STOP THE INSANITY"!

Good Night!

WOW!

I love cliches. I have always enjoyed them, but as I get older I enjoy them more, and I enjoy them most when I first realize how they can to be. I don't mean just understanding it, but living the experience of the cliche. You know, the first time you really see into someone's "perfect" life and the "Grass Isn't Greener". Today I had one of those days and to say "Those in Glass House..." is an understatement. WOW! is all I can bring myself to say. I wonder though, do people say things more to convince others or themselves?

Finally...

After almost 8 years of suffering, I am finally taking the steps to have my gallbladder removed. My ultra-sound revealed "several significantly sized" gall stones, so tomorrow I am meeting with a surgeon. The surgeon I am seeing tomorrow is the same doctor that operated on Declan when he was a baby, and if I trusted him with my 1 month old, I think I can trust him with my gall bladder.

I will keep you posted!

Feeling Good, well Better :)

I know you were all concerned, so I am happy to report that I am feeling better. My meds are back in me and working, no more PMS and are tax return should be here soon. The situation with Killi is moving along and I am almost ready to commit to making changes in my life.

Husband's hours are not getting any better at work, but with the sun setting later it doesn't seem so awful having to feed, shower and tuck-in the kids all alone.

Tomorrow I will have lunch with a friend of mine that has had a much tougher go-of-it than I, a few years ago she was diagnosed with throat cancer and lost her voice-box through treatment. I don't see her as often as I'd like, mostly because life gets busy, but also because I have some guilt when I do see her. Guilt because she is always so up-beat and loving when I see her and guilt that I am healthy(knock wood). It does help me put my life back in perspective; and boy do I have a good life!