A Decidedly Unusual Valentine's Day Plea
I wish you all the merriest of Valentine's Days today (or, if you're perpetually twelve years old, like me, a very happy VD day!) May you be doing exactly what you'd like, and may your day be a little more about feasting on chocolate and deliciously-chalky talk hearts and a little less about martyrdom
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i wish i could bring humour to the situation. with my two previous surgeries the funniest part looking back is that my parents stayed with us, and i was unable to toilet by myself. no other time in my life would i have allowed this, but at 25 and 27 years of age i had no problem with my dad helping me onto and off of the toilet and into the shower...
i guess my only advice is to let yourself be a baby. accept any help you can.
and mainly, allow yourself to mourn. i had complications from a surgery and the whole time i felt terrible because i was like "i'm still alive, i can still function better than a lot of people, why can't i be grateful and get over myself..." but i was finally able to start mentally healing, and thus, physically healing, once i realized it's okay to be "selfish" (as one therapist called me- i told him to F*** off...) and mourn the life i once had. it won't ever be the same and there are struggles, daily, but really- i still have it pretty damn good.
i hope the surgery goes swimmingly. it's scary that it's so close to your eye so i will be sending out billions of positive vibes your way!
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