1) It's not easy for me to do nothing. Even when I'm lazy, I'm still doing something i.e. putting together a puzzle, sitting outside in the sunshine, etc. I dislike boredom.
2) Hospitals should work on perking up the OR recover area. I know patients are literally only awake in there less than 5 minutes, but waking in an indescribable amount of pain, in a room that looks like a morgue is NOT OKAY!!!
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| I found this picture online. It was take in Saudi Arabia. Make it a little darker and it's pretty much what I woke up to. |
4) It's always nice to get an unexpected card in the mail. I'm the worst at sending cards, but sometimes I'm reminded of just how much of a lost art card-writing truly is.
5) I was hesitant to announce to the world what was going on, physically, but I've discovered that I failed to share my news with some very important people in my life and it made me wonder, "why is it a secret?" Well, it's not a secret; it just happened so quickly that I failed to inform a few - it was not intentional. So - for those of you who don't know, I had a hysterectomy on Friday. Now, I WILL save you from the details of "why". :) And in case you're wondering, here are a few notes I have regarding this situation. A) Robotic hysterectomy is THE way to go. B) Even for someone, like me, who believes their family is complete, there will come a moment when the realness of it hits. For me it was Saturday morning, amidst the melee of pain killers, the stress of missing ANOTHER one of C's baseball games, and the darkness of a hospital room. C) The anticipation of life after years of trouble and pain makes me want to jump around (if only I actually could right now).
6) God has blessed me with an army of supporters. I am thankful, daily, for the people in my life - family, church, work, divine appointments. . . . you all know who you are. I am thankful for YOU!
7) I actually had no intention of sharing #5 when I started writing, but felt compelled to do so (considering #2 would've just been mean without explanation).
8) I often feel compelled to write a lot of things. I don't always. You're welcome.
9) Percocet is an awful, nasty, amazing, horrific, comforting drug. Nothing like suddenly feeling no pain followed by the inability to sit still and the feeling that you might, at any moment, combust. But - no pain.
10) As mentioned in #1, I'm bored. SOOOO bored. I could write all night, I have nothing else to do. But, I won't. You're welcome again.
