Showers of Love and Healing....

I was able to come home from the hospital yesterday afternoon. It is so nice to be home. I never thought I would say this but....I enjoyed my stay. Every nurse I had was so nice, caring, and patient with me. Even when I was slow, even when I made a mess, even when I lost my dignity, even when I asked for pain meds at 2am........they were right there for me like I was the only person that mattered.

I didn't think I would actually share this because I find that some are embarrassed by the procedure. But the more people I talk with, the more I think it is important for you to know....sorry men......I had a complete hysterectomy on Wednesday. After listening to all the stories of women who have done the procedure, I thought for sure it would be painful to even breathe and I would be in so much pain. The truth is that while I am slow and uncomfortable, I am doing well. There are even times when I forget I am uncomfortable. Instead of feeling like I have had my insides taken out, I feel more like I have done sit ups for a solid day.

I am grateful it is done, grateful it was an option, and grateful for the results. It turns out that there were other things going on that didn't show on the pre-surgery ultrasounds. All is well now and I am on the road to recovery. I will be slow for a while and won't be much more than a spectator in many summer events but that is okay. I already feel better in some ways than I have for a long time.

I was blessed with so many visitors, flowers are everywhere,

phone calls are plenty, and meals are being set up.

For now though, it is back to bed for me.

The pain pills are singing me a song.

I will visit when I can.