Surgery & Recovery

Happy Tuesday all my faithful readers. I write to you today in bed (I know that's not really new) but today's bed rest is brought to you by the good Doc's orders from recovery. Last Thursday, Roo and I got up early to go up to the Hospital. My surgery day had finally arrived. There was a small part of me that wanted to change my mind, scared that my husband would look at me differently or that I would feel less that what I am. But after a few deep breathes I realized that this was something I needed. True I had come to this decision several days before, a few weeks before that and again a few months before that, but that will happen to a person before they go through the surgery.
The good doctor told Roo that I was a text book procedure. Me? Well that didn't really tell me anything or if they did I wouldn't remember. We got to the hospital bright and early, got checked in then it was off to get uncomfortable. The sweet nurse told me to take it all off and get in the gown. (I hate those gowns) Of course any time I have to have something done or even be in one of those stupid gown I have to go to the rest room, it never fails. So there I go holding the back closed so no one can see my backside. I come back to get comfy and the nurse comes in to say "I'll need you to sign a waiver, since you already went to the restroom" I didn't know that was something you weren't supposed to do She then decided that it was time to explain that it was ordered for me to take a pregnancy test needless to say I signed the waiver. Have you ever had an I.V of Saline?
Well first off it makes you whole arm cold. Then it always makes me, have to go to the restroom, I know again. While the sweet nurse was helping me, I could not hold my I.V. and the back of my outfit fully closed, I offered to take her pregnancy test, you know in case they really needed it. She laughed. I'm glad she laughed. Roo stayed with me until they said it was time to go and then I was out. I'm a great patient like that. I don't fight the medicine I just let it go through me. Then of course it was time to wake up.
The man yelled at me....Well ok I'm sure he didn't yell but to my befuddled brain it sure did sound that way. The male nurse in recovery asked what he could get me. "I just want my Roo." he looked around and asked if thats a stuffed animal. "No husband." and I closed my eyes again. When I came to next it was to see my Roo and my Mini. I was so happy she asked how I felt I think I told her I wasn't sure but I know I asked where Papa was. Roo went back to get my dad and the nurse fed me some ice chips.
Going to the room was a fun experience as the transporter managed to hit every bump, but he was so nice I really didn't care.
I've grown up around Baylor Hospital. I am very proud of the fact that my family has worked there for most of my life at one time or another and this visit was no different. They took excellent care of me. The nurses were sweet and very helpful. Mini even got to come and visit me on Friday they said I was doing really well. I got up to walk and even begged for a shower. Gigi stayed with me Friday night, and the staff loved her so much they made sure that she had her own food Saturday morning.
Coming home was something I did with a little fear as I have dogs and I was worried that they would try to jump on me but even they seem to have known and have been real easy.
The fear that my love would look at me differently or feel that I was no longer whole is something that is in the back of my mind but the reality that he wants me to be out of pain and wants what is best for me is right here. The surgery was saying goodbye to a part of me and the recovery is making me better. It's not an easy road and so far the recovery has been almost perfect but I am willing to do what I need to get better.
So I will keep you posted as I continue to rest and recoup.
Later days

Birthdays and Surgery

So quite a bit has happened since I last posted. We kicked off June by celebrating my dad's birthday. It was a good day. Not a lot went on that way just playing it low key but it was nice to spend the time together. We then of course celebrated once again for fathers day. Another low key day for both dad and Roo, it was a day of rest for a bigger part of it. I think the guys enjoyed their day, Mini was at the in-laws so it was just
Roo and I. Next it was my turn to celebrated a birthday. We kicked it off with breakfast with the parents then it was time to party with the Bestie, who just happened to be celebrating too. It was a good night and fun was of course had by all. Even if I was a little drunk (which I don't do very often.) After the birthday fun we went to the lake for the 4th of July. The girls had a great time camping with Papa and Gigi, they got to swim and then make smore's Mini was so happy to have a friend with her. And though I missed Roo not making it, we all made the best of it and another good time was had by all. The main thing was to just spend some time away for a few days.

The excitement hasn't stopped there though. Mini started Cheer again. I know, I know after the last time I swore it would never happened again but she had friends doing it and then she begged so we broke down. So far she has had a packed summer and I haven't really seen to much of her lol, which I guess happens as they get older. The fun hasn't stopped, last week she got to spend sometime with Nanny and her cousins. She's a pretty blessed kid, she loves her family and always likes when they get to come down for a visit. This past week was no different. The girls had a blast going to the splash park. Mini doesn't really need a pool she says just as long as she has water. I would love to have that outlook again. Everything was so simple. 

Then it was time for another great birthday... My nephew was born. Mini is happy that she has another little one in her life. Eventually I'll share his picture and introduce you all to this handsome little man but like most things in life I want to keep him private for a little while longer. But needless to say he is fantastic and Boo and S-I-L are over the moon for him as are the rest of the family.

So now it brings me to today's big news. I will be having a partial hysterectomy. This was actually decided back in May but I have been trying to get everything in order and get the excitement of birthdays and holidays behind me. I have suffered with pains for years and it has only progressed and gotten worse. After talking to Roo both of us decided that this was a good next step. So it was time to speak with the doctor. At first I figured he would be resistant due to my age. Thankfully he was on my side and agreed that this would be the best path for me. So after some shifting and moving around we settled on a date and viola I will be having surgery.

Well that is pretty much what has been going on so far. I'll of course keep you posted

Later Days