Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Nice People are Really Nice

Today I decided to jump back on the working band wagon and forced myself to go into the lab for a half day.  I was super sexy, what with my sweat pants, my lack of interest in make up or brushing my hair, and my craving for an everything bagel which added a nice essence of garlic and onion to the over all disaster.  I know you all wish you worked with me.

I did pretty well for the first hour, then the pain started to set in and I got a little teary eyed and asked if anybody could think of ANYTHING I could do that would be super helpful and not require any movement at all.  Amazingly, they came up with a rather impressive list. God bless them.

When I got home, completely exhausted and rather down about the whole "I can't even work five hours without crying" situation, I noticed a package on my front porch.
My sweet fellow Braces Bunch member, blog reader and very very good online friend Alison sent them to me.  You all, it made my day. MADE. MY. DAY.  Thank you, sweet friend. 

So then the presence of the flowers and my desire to SHOW YOU ALL RIGHT NOW HOW SWEET SHE IS reminded me of how wonderful everyone has been over the last few days, and how much it has meant to me.  So, a quick list of thank yous.  I plan to send actual thank you notes in the mail someday, but if I never get around to it, just print out this post.  It's basically the same thing, right?

My amazing Aunt brought over a TON of food that we have seriously been living on for days.   Fresh fruit and veggies, a chicken casserole, cookies, flowers, it was amazing.

My mother in law had Henry sleep over the night after surgery, and when he came home it was with packed deliciousness that we ate every scrap of.  Her home made lasagna to die for.  Seriously, if I had to pick my last meal, it would be very near the top.  Right next to my mom's fried chicken or a bowl full of biscuits and gravy.

My mom and sisters have been a huge help with Henry and have brought food, movies and simply their company.  They are amazing, as always.

Nick has been awesome, taking care of me, watching out for me, making sure I follow all doctors orders to the letter.  He is awesome.

 The phone calls, the emails, the comments here on the blog, the love and support.  It has been really nice.  I am so very thankful for my friends and family both here in town and far away who have taken the time to check in.  I appreciate it all.  I know this surgery is small and out patient.  Really, it shouldn't be that big of a deal.  And in a lot of ways it isn't.  I will be back to full time work this week.  I should be normal soon.  And yet, these few days have been hard.  the recovery has been painful.  And you all's support, it really does make me feel better.

So... thanks guys.  I hope to be my normal self very soon.  But for now, I feel very blessed to be surround by such nice people.  I am a lucky girl.


  1. Hey, we'll have none of that! *hugs*

    Surgery is surgery, no matter that it's outpatient and all that. I remember being told prior to my previous lap that I'd be back at work within 5 days. So I told my boss that, even though I didn't believe it. The specialist nurse I saw after surgery told me that although it was keyhole surgery they had done A LOT of work in there and that it was major surgery nonetheless (hey, they can even do really major stuff through keyhole surgery now!!) She told me to take *at least* two weeks to recover. My boss wasn't happy, tried to guilt me into returning to work exactly 7 days after my op, and I sat in the office and cried my eyes out I was in so much pain and was duly sent home by a co-worker who lay into my boss for not taking me seriously when I said I wasn't ready to return to work.

    If you push too hard too soon your recovery will take longer. Be kind to yourself. And enjoy being looked after and cared for by all those wonderful people in your life.

    Love you lots xx

  2. I'm so sorry I didn't comment at all on your previous posts. I did read them on my phone, but had just been through two days at the hospital with our 7-week old son and was exhausted. No excuse though, I should have sent you some good recovery vibes from across the ocean. I'm glad surgery went well, you're feeling better now and hope it will make you feel better for a long time.