December 10th, 2006


To touch the unreal

I can't wrap my mind around what will happen Wednesday morning. I've been sitting here trying to figure it out, but it just doesn't seem real.

Tonight, I packed for the hospital. I'm a bit more experienced in this after seeing what I made use of last time.

Tomorrow I work for my last day before going back on medical leave.

Tuesday, I spend most of the day doing pre-op testing at Zale Lipshy and St. Paul hospitals. That night, we drop Michael and Matthew off at Brett and Angela's house to stay for a day or two. They will miss school on Wednesday, possibly also on Thursday.

We have to be at Zale Lipshy at 5:30 in the freaking morning, for a 7:30 surgery. A surgery that will last 10-15 hours, and when I wake up, my chest and belly will be gone. My breasts will be goodness only knows where - sitting in a trash can? Some sort of biohazard box along with the parts of my abdomen they didn't need for the reconstruction? My belly button will be in a new location.

It was so much easier to mentally prepare for a hysterectomy. Hey - they are going to slit me open, like they have several times before, and remove something from inside that I've never been able to see anyway. This is my first surgery that makes serious physical change to my body. Right now, if I look at my body, it looks just the same as it did before the hysterectomy. After Wednesday, it never will again.

Yes, it may look better when we are done with all of this, but it will be different. How do you actually GRASP that concept?

Oh well, as always, those of you who know me are welcome to call my cell at 214-632-8607 as I will have it at the hospital. Those of you who would like to do so, please say a prayer (can't believe I just ASKED for that). I think it's time for bed :)

georgiaskydiver fails at poisoning attempt

This had us all laughing today.

After my October operation, georgiaskydiver was one of the people wonderful enough to provide us with a meal. She had Honey-Baked Hams send us a great sliced turkey with sides and a pie. YUM! We had it for dinner the next night and enjoyed every bite.

That was October. Guess what we get in the mail today? A postcard from Honey-Baked Hams telling us that turkey has been recalled because many of them were contaminated with lysteria monocytogenes.

What's wrong with this picture?

a) Their practices allowed contaminated turkey to be shipped out


b) They send out possibly contaminated turkey and then write almost TWO MONTHS LATER telling us not to eat it?

Yeah. B. These things happen. Contamination happens despite many best efforts. Telling someone not to eat something you sent them two months ago is like telling a person not to get shot after the bullet has already left the gun.

On a more serious note *laugh* None of us were sick from eating it. The food was fantastic. We just had a great laugh at the expense of a company who sends us a notice like that 2 months late, and also that it gives me a chance to tease georgiaskydiver about her failed poisoning attempt ;)