I always ask to hear the bad news first. I'd rather get it over with and end things on a good note. I've always been a 'glass half-full' sorta gal. I have always tried to look for the silver lining in the dark clouds of life. Still, I'm having a hard time finding the silver lining today. I know it's there. I just won't be able to see it for a few months.
I went to the doctor this morning. The surgery I had back in August was a complete ... failure. My particular situation has turned out to be on the wrong end of the spectrum of success. It now appears I will be going in for yet another surgery. Unfortunately, I'll need to get it done before the end of the year, just because we have no idea how much our insurance will go up next year, but we're assuming it will. It will likely be most affordable for us, if I have it sooner than later.
I don't normally talk about certain things that are of a personal nature on my blog. Some things I have no problems talking about, but certain things are out of my comfort zone. Certain things that happened in my childhood I will never discuss on my blog, because I'm just not there. I thought this was one of those things that was off limits for me, too. However, I feel like I could really use some input from anyone reading who personally may have gone through this for reassurance. So...anyone out there have a hysterectomy? And if you have, can you either email me privately or leave a comment (without real graphic details, please) about your experience?
I'm a little freaked out about it, even though I've seen this coming for months. :::sigh::: I just don't want to take the time for it. You know? I have too incredibly much to do! Then again, not having the surgery is preventing me from getting done what I need to accomplish anyway, so...
On a good note, not only did I go to the doctor this morning, but I also stopped at the DMV and got my driver's license renewed, and stopped at Sam's for a few things we needed on the way home. After fixing lunch for The Hubster to take to work and fixing lunch for myself and the girls, I was able to get some painting done.
The only thing that isn't primed and ready to paint tomorrow is the back of the headboard we'll be cutting down to use as a footboard for Scooter's bed. I look forward to getting the last of the painting finished this weekend. It will free up my spare time to get as much done as possible before having my surgery. I'd love to have the pod of our things on the driveway completely unpacked before I go in.
It would really be nice to park in the driveway again!
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.