Did I mention I am sick of hospitals?
For any new/casual readers:
2009 - My dad narrowly survived both a stroke and a heart attack (a few months apart).
That was a hard year.
Of course, then my dh was diagnosed with a brain tumor.
2010 - dh's surgery - we are on wait and watch to see if it grows back.
2011 - I am having my thyroid removed (partially) this week because it has a large mass on it. They can't tell if it is cancer or not - will have to biopsy the mass once it is taken out.
Meanwhile, I have very healthy kids, and I know so many people dealing with so much worse at the moment (young fathers who have passed, lots of brain cancer going around, etc.) I feel blessed that it hasn't been worse, that I Still have both my father and my husband, but at the same time I am kind of emotionally exhausted with everything!
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To limit the stress (as much as possible) upon my return to work, I have just been working every day up to my surgery.
I think this is an extra fine strategy. I hadn't thought much about it because I simply I have so much work to do. That is my sole motivating factor. I suppose that and trying to make up time off so I get paid the entire 2 weeks I am expected to be out.
Meanwhile, where there is MIL, there is drama. Of course there has been drama. I don't know much about it - I am blissfully unaware. Everyone else can deal with the drama - I have other stuff to worry about. I am thinking this work work work strategy is pretty nice. I've hardly given a thought to the actual surgery. Suppose will cross that bridge when I come to it. Certainly no time to stress about it!
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We haven't bought anything all month but food. Just, groceries. & Dh and I had a lunch date last week.
I told dh I Was in the mood to just go out last night, for dinner. Since I won't be driving to work for almost 2 weeks, we splurged the cost of a tank of gas on a meal out. It was very nice!
Of course, dh had planned to take me to lunch today, too. I will eat well before surgery.
Besides working all weekend we had friends over Saturday and found some time to play tennis yesterday. We are all getting much better. We have 2 tennis courts in a small space, and have never seen anyone else there. Yesterday, someone was playing doubles in the other court. Being terrible players ourselves, I wasn't sure we would stick around long - didn't want to bother them with all our stray balls. In the end we did pretty darn good. Personally, I had extra motivation to aim better, but BM is getting REALLY good. He is simply a natural. I think we only hit 2 balls their way, but they hit a couple our way too.
I probably would have gone to the gym too, but it closed at 6. I think we finished playing tennis around 5:15. (Part of the reason why the membership is so cheap - no frills, not terribly long hours. Closes early on Sunday).
So, tonight I would like to hit the gym, one last time before surgery. (& yes, I HATE this time of year - they gym has been so freaking crowded as it is every January. I can only hope I get a machine!)
Tuesday night BM has piano lessons. I suppose I will spend the evening with my family.
& Wednesday it's surgery for me.
I've been working a hell of a lot, but will just be winding down everything today and tomorrow. I think the worst is over. Phew!
Hanging in There
January 10th, 2011 at 03:28 pm
January 10th, 2011 at 03:33 pm 1294673609
((HUGS)) Laura
(Momcents)
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January 10th, 2011 at 07:36 pm 1294688190
I might be released day of surgery, or day after, so will update later in the week.
January 10th, 2011 at 07:55 pm 1294689329
Practice your positive visualization, choosing a location where you feel supremely relaxed, content and happy. This could be a certain place in your home or the beach or whatever.
I also read that when you're coming out of anesthesia, you may appear to still be "out," but often you can hear first before anything else. I made my bf promise me that if my cyst was benign, he would tell me so in my ear, over and over again, so that i wouldn't have to worry one minute longer, and just on the off chance when you come to no one's there.
January 11th, 2011 at 12:24 am 1294705486