Dec 27, 2006 00:03
Tomorrow morning I go for "simple" day surgery to have a lipoma (read, fatty growth) removed from the place it has called home for the last 18 years or so. My right butt cheek.
A few years ago I was going to have it taken off in my office, but it was smaller then, as was my arse. So, to avoid losing half my butt along with the growth at that time, I put it off.
Now, since about September, I have had a fair bit of pain from the pressure the enlarged growth has put on my hamstring tendon, causing it to get inflamed and partially tear.
So off it goes in the morning.
However, now that it is bigger, and because the location it has decided to grow is a bit out of the way, I have to have surgery in the hospital, most likely while I am lying on my stomach for the entire surgery so they can see what they are removing.
And, I have been told that it would be best if I had general anesthesia, i.e.; put to sleep for the surgery.
Somehow this frightens me more than it should. I mean, the prospect of being awake and having people I see around the hospital position me on my stomach,shave, clean, and drape my butt for surgery and maybe even spreading my butt cheeks apart....that should be frightening.
Being asleep for this indignity makes it all the more tolerable.
However, I know that it will all be OK because I have a lot of shit I still have to accomplish on this Earth.
Besides, I am too far behind to leave it all now.
And I have too many people that I want to be here for, including myself, and things to do like watching my kids continue to grow, spending time with them and my husband and just enjoy life.
So I will trust that everything will be OK and that I will be in good hands tomorrow.
And be awake to call my daughter to say Hi a couple of hours after surgery.
So wish me luck and send a little grace my way tomorrow if you can please?
Thanks.