Tuesday, I went to see Dr. Rasputin, who was semi-friendly, and got my staples out. He said my tumor was the biggest he had seen - he was disappointed he had not taken pictures. (Marg, I am sure you are happy about that!). It weighed about 6 lbs.
Thursday, we had to drive to Morgantown (two hours away) so that Big could see the Sports Medicine Dr. and get a shot in the ripped bicep! Don't ask - it is a long story that has to do with a 500lb tire! We then went to a couple stores (minor amounts of walking) and then to dinner with friends (tried to drink a beer, but it didn't taste right - that pissed me off). We left the house at 11:00 a.m. and returned at 8:30 p.m. I thought I was handling it well, but when I woke up Friday morning, I was so worn out. I got up, drank my coffee, ate my Cheerios and went back to bed. I stayed there all day long! I got up to pee and walk around the house a little. I took two naps! Naps piss me off! I don't take naps (well apparently I do, but not usually). I am sick of being in a state of recovery. I am not a person who does well with other people doing everything for her. I don't like to sit around all day - waste of my time. I don't like to be coddled. I want to walk my dog, clean my house, drive my car, etc. I don't want to hear "you can't" anymore. Grrrrr.....
I can't even think clear enough to write this blog. I think I have read over it about 10 times and I am still not sure if it makes sense. You know how people say men's brains are in their penis? Well, I am beginning to think mine was in my uterus. You know that 6 lbs. I mentioned earlier - I think that was my brain!
Oh yeah, another thing that made me angry, yesterday was a Quilt Shop Hop. I really wanted to go, but couldn't. I couldn't imagine sitting in the freaking car for 5 hours to look at freaking material. (Boy, you know I am bad if I say freaking material) Sometimes, I just hate living in a rural area. You just can't get in a car and "zip over" to anyplace. Everything is at least an hour away!
Sorry for my ranting, thanks for listening, I love you guys .... but yesterday still sucked!!
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4 comments:
Awww, sorry you had such a bad day! Hope today finds you feeling more energetic!
It wouldn't be normal if a rant wasn't always nagging one at the back of your brain...and since you apparently removed some of your brain, it popped out! Being thrown out of your routine will definitely inspire ranting. Don't ask me how I know this.
Feel better!
Thank you Dr Rasputin!!!
I'm sorry to hear you had a bad day, but on the upside, 6lbs, great weight loss.
Unfortunately surgery does that to you, just think that soon you will feel fabulous, just take it easy until then. In the meantime ranting here is good as it doesn't involve too much strenuous activity.
I live in a rural area too, so can sympathise totally.
I hope tomorrow/yesterday, (time zones aarghh) for you is/was much much better.
And on the up side you dropped 6 pounds...and you're an awesome human being.
Cynthia , I had surgery two years ago and became a ranting crazy woman for a fornight. Over really important issues within our house like the lack of bread which meant nobody really loved me since I couldn't drive to go and get some myself. I completely empathise.
I got tired easily for about a month and I got really frustarted about it. Just go with the flow . Tired is your body telling you to slow down. Listen to it.
Time to lay in a supply of great books, and a load of DVD's.
Can I just say though that your rant was amusing and if you want to do that again feel free. And I wasnt laughing at you- I was laughing with you...except you werent laughing.
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