Broccoli Salad and a Smoothie

Um, I'm home? I didn't blog earlier because I was...um, out...having fun. Is that a good enough excuse? ;)


I got made fun of. I was in tears yesterday because I was not going to be able to eat. What the heck? Yes, I know I have cancer....and I am worried about food. Strange, I know.


I got a call about 10:00 from surgery asking what time I was told to go in. I said 12:30. The lady put me on hold and came back to ask how soon I could get there. Are you serious? By 11:00 I was in there. We didn't have time to drop the kids off with Susan. Max ran out to get them food while I got checked in. I think it was great for my children to see me gowned with IV in hand...perfect opportunity to answer questions. While waiting I called my friend Amber to ask about the meal for life group. She just so happened to be one exit away from passing the hospital on her way to Susan's house. How perfect was that? Max ran down to the car, moved car seats, and returned to me. Romy (Amber's husband- obviously some good family friends) walked in to sneak my kids some cookies. Since the kids were gone, Max ate them right in front of me. I was starving and he leaned so close, I could smell the chocolate and feel the crumbs on my sheets! Brat!


So tell me. What are the chances of needing a procedure at a hospital that your friend works at? What are the chances that particular friend happens to be an OR tech? What are the chances that he got to do my case? For me, awesome! I did request Romy and was so excited when I heard that he got my case. Nah, it's not weird. But I'm also one that had no problems with having my brother and best-friend's husband in the room when I delivered Kalee. I knew Romy would be the first one in prayer if something went wacky...and would tell Max exactly how I was in the operating room. Evidently I wasn't the best patient. I talked to much. Surprise, I know! They got me good and drugged I was out, and unlike my last surgery I don't remember hearing voices...and again don't even remember going to recovery. I do recall telling everyone that passed "your not who I'm looking for". I bet that would be nice to hear, huh? Romy told me I asked for broccoli salad (Amber makes it the best) and a smoothie as I was waking up. Sounds like me. Yeah, I bet tomorrow at Life Group I'll hear more about how wonderful I was, while out. I'm thankful he was willing to do my case. He has 3 kids under 6 so I knew he could count. Only left one thing inside me. A medi-port. ;)


After surgery, we went to grab me a smoothie and head over to Wayne and Susan's for the kiddos...where we met Amber and Romy and was enlightened about me not shutting up in the OR. We sat around for awhile to see how I was feeling. Are you kidding? I had my mind made up that we were going to have girls night out. We did and we had a great time. Dinner and shopping...any gals definition of fun. I got me a pair of cool sunglasses to sport with my nifty head apparel this summer and a new non-nursing bra for these ladies to be positioned in a way they don't pull on the incision area. I'm excited. We talked, laughed, shopped clearance racks and had no kids around...not even the ones we are married to.