The blog's been dead for quite a few days. I went MIA not by choice, but by medical emergency when a routine doctor's visit turned into an emergency operation. If you're a guy, or not interested in too much information, you can skip this post and visit another, I totally understand. :)
My routine lady doctor visit turned ugly when she told me I wasn't going anywhere but to the hospital for an emergency hysterectomy. I told her I had such and such and such to do, and she showed me what she was seeing on the screen. I skipped such and such and such, called my support system and went right into the hospital to have it all removed.
That doctor changed my life!! I didn't even know how sick I felt!!! I was run down, tired, and thinking for the first time ever in my life that maybe I was getting a touch of depression...though I knew it couldn't be depression, if that makes sense at all. But I've had problems every since I got my tubes tied with my last child...and I am getting older (45), so I thought it was menopause I was going through, and a natural progression of things. Nope. It was definitely not normal.
So... I had my surgery, it left me flat on my back for days, and guess what? It was amazing. I have an amazing doctor, and she she did an incredible job w/the incision on my lower tummy. Seriously, she was like a super star, medical professionals were coming in my room to say they heard I had an amazing incision, could they take a look (that happened until the last day...after so many people look, you really just don't care anymore ;) ).
I'm grateful for my doctor.
What else happened while I was in there was I instantly was reminded of how lucky I am to be around such a supportive group of family and friends. When I was in Michigan, I was in the hospital for three days with my youngest son's delivery and then tubal. No one came to visit. I was new to the state, and had no friends or family from my side of my marriage living there. I didn't like it, but... that was how things were there, so I just accepted it. Where I am now, where I came from when I moved to Michigan and have now returned, I had friends and family bending over backwards to help from even before I was admitted (they were asking what they could do as soon as I called) and it's still going on today. I get visitors and phone calls every single day, and friends and family were in and out so much when I was in the hospital that my nurse threatened to put up a revolving door. :) I once again feel loved and protected and valued as a person. Just writing it is enough to make me sweepy weepy (or just a sweep of weep, if you will). ;) It's nice to be home. It's even nicer to be around a whole group of people, my people...most especially including my amazing kids and grandbaby, who have loved me through every second of this process.
Right now, I feel GREAT! Amazing!! 20 years younger than I did, no joke. And I know soon I'll be well enough to run and play again like the littles in the house deserve, whereas before I was having to sit down, relax, or say, 'okay that's it, I'm tired.' And that was just so not me (again, I took it as old age coming on and accepted it as normal).
I'm so grateful for my life. I'm so grateful for my God...and my faith which carries me through everything and means so much to me. I'm so grateful for my amazing friends. And I'm so so so grateful for my most awesome family. I couldn't have asked for a better bunch, and that includes my daughter-in-law too. Their support through everything has been priceless and something I will always cherish and never forget.
Life's brought me a lot of changes lately. Some unexpected that I hated (my husband and I split and I didn't expect it and didn't really want to, but it sadly and instantly became very clear there was no other option). And others that thrilled me too (I love, love, love being back in Florida, and I love, love, love being around my family and friends).
Changes are all a part of the learning and growing process, even at my age. I've come to realize there are some people who I thought cared about me that have stopped, or really didn't to begin with, and that's okay. To each their own. Luckily, on the flip side, there are people who always have, still do, and always will hold me in their hearts. I appreciate that both came about in my life. They all make me who am I am. And I like being me.
So apologies going up to the readers and the sponsors that I've been MIA for a bit. It was due to matters beyond my control. I'll be catching up now, and back on track soon. Thank you to everyone who sent me well wishes while I was in the hospital and then in recovery! I loved every single message that came through! I appreciate life. I appreciate love. And I appreciate you!!