I’ve had a lot of late nights this week of feed scrolling and nervous Nellying. My fibroid surgery is scheduled for October 24th. I’m freaking out that something horrible is going to happen while I’m under anesthesia. Like my mind will be awake and churning but I’m stuck and my body won’t let me move. Bryan tells me this is a scene from a really bad movie and that I’m just being overly paranoid. Maybe he’s right, but maybe this actually does happen in real life and what makes me so special that it can’t happen to me?
I’m also worried about this recovery period and not being able to move physically for such a long time. I met with a woman at the gym yesterday who has experience with surgery and recovery and she recommended some supplements and foods I can eat so the few muscles I do have don’t atrophy. Will this cost me a million dollars?
Related: if you have book and/or Netflix recommendations, I’m all ears. It appears I’ll be off my feet for a few weeks so please send ‘em my way!
I’m fighting with an old friend and it’s breaking my heart. All for naught and so fucking stupid. I never got things in writing that I should have and now I’m just so sad all the damn time and I can’t break out of this funk.
I’m in the funkiest funk that ever funked right now.
In better news, somehow this surgery won’t cost me an arm and a leg (ha!), I got medical clearance yesterday and feel optimistic that this will lead to good things, I get updates from Buster’s mom that make me giggle, I’m hoping to go apple and pumpkin picking soon, I’m seeing an old friend for lunch in the city this weekend, my bestie is the most wonderful person in the world, I have a lunch date today, I’m getting a canvas print delivered in about a week with a pic of Buster that will make you roll on the floor (I’ll have a giveaway for one lucky winner!), and I’m so lucky and hashtag blessed for all of it.
I apologize for the verbal diarrhea that is this post, but sometimes it feels good to get it out. What’s new and exciting in your neck of the woods, sweet ones? Have you ever had pre-surgery panic? Tell me about it all in the comments, and thanks for listening!