Surgery~ there is an old nickname my mother in-law gave me years ago which is "banana peel lady". I will probably regret ever putting this on my blog but whatever I have never been nor will be modest or discreet. This nickname basically describes me in all matters that are sick, or medical, flexibility or coordination related. Everyone in my family knows that when I have anything done the normal recovery or procedure doesn't exist. I do not know whether I have an actual real live curse or just the worst luck ever known to man!
Case in point being my pre-surgery visit with my Doctor. As he so specifically stated each and every possible thing that could go wrong I realized it was better to just tune him out and not worry. The day of surgery as I am nervously waiting and praying with one of our wonderful pastors I feel pretty good and safe not to worried. However as I came out of surgery I begin to find out that my sons have done horrible things to my body. I knew having children that large was gonna come back to haunt me someday!!! So began a tither of complications as the day went on and misery I will not write about for fear no one else will ever decide to undergo this surgery!
Coming Home Halfway~ After surviving the day from hell I am finally able to go home or rather to my moms home. This is great but it's still a sign that I have to be slow and can't be around the kids and puppies yet. I make it through and am finally released to go home to my puppies (oh and my kids). As soon as I get home I get my list and realize there are problems with my pre planning and start to try and re-delegate....of course I get in some minor trouble with the hubs. (Nothing new here!)
Party/Easter without me~ Easter and Lent and all that it embodies is my most favorite holiday. I love having my family here after Easter worship. I love having a huge easter egg hunt for my friends and sisters kids. I love new clothes and flowers and I love that My Annie came home to love with us on easter sunday. So having to not be able to host and to not feel good all weekend was so depressing and it just made me feel yuckier (is that a word?).
Anyway all of this sadness and poor pathetic me still reminds me of how much God loves me. Last week some really bad stuff happened to my body and it's been a rough few days but I have the most amazing husband, kids, family and friends. I had friends bringing me food that I have met through cheerleading, church, working together in the past. That was so wonderful in fact tomorrow Jeff leaves town and my meals have stopped so I might go into SHOCK! :-)
Thanks to everyone who prayed for me I have certainly needed it. I haven't got my pathology results back yet so your prayers are still needed. I am confident however scary it is to wait. I am still really slow and sore and prayers for continued healing would be appreciated. Thanks again for loving us Huff's and especially this "banana peel gal".
mama huff
