1. I hurt way more than I expected to by this time. 2. I still have to take my "good" pain meds once a day. 3. The heavy duty Ibuprofen just doesn't cut it most of the time, so I just deal with the dull achiness. 4. I think I'm up and about too much. 5. Resting here is hard because I want to help and sometimes, I need to help. 6. My husband is doing a GREAT job juggling work and home stuff.
I'm lying down right now - I'd like to stay that way for a while. Will is at school, Jake is hangin' on the couch watching Spongebob and Hank is in the Johnny Jump Up hangin' with Brian while he works. Maybe everyone will cooperate today and let me rest a bit more? We'll see.
I've been told that the recovery for this surgery is a slow process - I'm not allowed to do much of anything for 2 weeks. That seems like a looooooooooong time. I keep telling myself that slow and steady does win the race. I wonder how long it will take before my brain actually believes it.
Every night, as I'm rocking Henry for bed, I say my prayers. I pray thanks for every blessing He's given me AND us, from the food in our bellies to the safe travels we had that day.
I also pray that He finds His way into the hearts of my family members who don't know Him. I've been praying for this for months. It makes me sad that there are children in my family (not my immediate family) who don't know Jesus. I always pray that He can show them the way He wants their life to be. I pray that He shows them the blessings they receive every day.
The other day, I was speaking to my mom. She and another family member had gone shopping that day. This other family member asked for a Nativity scene for Christmas - this is one of the family members I'd been praying for. I immediately looked up and praised Him! I knew He had been at work and my heart soared.
I'm hoping this nativity scene is just the beginning for my family member. I hope she chooses to show her family how much Jesus loves her and her family. That would be such a great Christmas present for me.
My tackle isn't until 5:30 tomorrow morning - I almost wish it were today, just so I could be done with it and be on my way to recovery.
I'm having a hysterectomy tomorrow. I've been battling endometriosis, adenomyosis and other period related issues for years (read 20 years). I'm tired. I can't handle these issues anymore and the only relief I'll get is when I don't have a period anymore. We've been blessed with 3 insanely beautiful, fun little boys - I have no desire to have a little girl. I know we're done having children.
I've had 3 outpatient surgeries in the last 10 years and haven't been nervous about any of them. But, for some reason, I'm uneasy about this one. This one requires one night in the hospital, which I'm ok with. I'm trying to look at it like it's a mini vacation :)
I think what's making me uneasy is how final it is. I KNOW I'm done having babies - my pregnancy with Henry and the delivery weren't much fun at all. In fact, I've said that had he been our first baby, he probably would have been our only baby. Things are starting to get easier now - the sleeping is getting better (praise God!), he's a good eater and he's LOTS of fun (still a bit cranky though).
The idea of not having an "oops" again makes me a bit sad. Henry was an oops - big surprise, but a wonderful one. I remember laughing for 24 hours after the test came back positive - my heart sang. I'll never experience that again. But, I know I don't want anymore kids. My thought processes are quite silly I guess.
I'm trying to focus on the positives of this - no more periods!! No more pain!! No more having to send my husband to the store to buy feminine hygiene stuff :)
Please say a prayer for me - for a successful surgery and a quick recovery. Also, please say a prayer for my husband and boys - my husband is having to play Mr. Mom AND work from home for 2 weeks, so I can recover the right way. My dear MOPS friends are bringing us food - God bless them.
I'm trying to be optimistic and happy about that. Weekends go by far too quickly around here.
We had a true family weekend around here - we did almost everything together and the majority of it was very nice. I did run to Michaels and Walgreens by myself on Saturday evening, after the kids went to bed. B was watching Lost when I left, so I'm not even sure he remembered that I was gone and yesterday, Will and I went to Walmart to get a pumpkin and some mums. Yesterday, we decided we'd go to a pumpkin patch....it was a bust, hence the trip to Walmart.
Jake was apparently suffering from some male PMS yesterday and threw the mother of all temper tantrums in a shoe store in the mall. I'm not sure I've ever been more embarrassed. It took every ounce of self control I had not to pick him up by his earlobes and drag him out. Fortunately, I was wearing Henry, so that saved him.
I'm determined to have a good day today - a good week actually!