in sickness and in health..good thing they mentioned that part!
Heh, the sickness has not won! i am healing and becoming stronger each day! THOSE RAT BASTARDS CANT KEEP ME DOWN! well after 3 weeks off from work...left to my own devices day in and day out i am ready to crack. okay i am totally lying, i love it, i think that i would just hang out all day if i could for the rest of my life. i might do something more productive than playing video games and napping and knitting, i might exercise (health permitting), i might join a club, i might volunteer somewhere. ahh fantastical daydreams. oh wait it is 3am saturday morning...damn soda keeping me jacked up till morning breaks!
So the surgery was major, the pain was terrible, the drugs were incredible.
Now the recovery time is down to a week or two, the drugs are all gone, and the pain is lessening!
i hate my stupid body and what it is doing to me. i realized today that my next step is (if possible) to get pregnant...4 years and no chance so far, so what is the likelihood now? not so good. if i dont get pregnant, as of right now all the disease and bad shit is already making a nice new home on my organs, hampering any hopes for procreation. or i can have the doctors put me into a creepy drug induced menopause for months at a time (raising my risk for cancer and all but guaranteeing osteoperosis). if getting pregnant fails and the adoption process goes the way we hope, i might opt for the latter of the these choices.
so all i can say is that i think the husband is at his all time greatest when he is taking care of me. he is the best caretaker in the world, i feel like i am taking advantage of him or something. he just is really good to me when i am down and out. *crossing my fingers that it carries on beyond my recuperation*
okay i am gonna try to sleep now. good bye.
So the surgery was major, the pain was terrible, the drugs were incredible.
Now the recovery time is down to a week or two, the drugs are all gone, and the pain is lessening!
i hate my stupid body and what it is doing to me. i realized today that my next step is (if possible) to get pregnant...4 years and no chance so far, so what is the likelihood now? not so good. if i dont get pregnant, as of right now all the disease and bad shit is already making a nice new home on my organs, hampering any hopes for procreation. or i can have the doctors put me into a creepy drug induced menopause for months at a time (raising my risk for cancer and all but guaranteeing osteoperosis). if getting pregnant fails and the adoption process goes the way we hope, i might opt for the latter of the these choices.
so all i can say is that i think the husband is at his all time greatest when he is taking care of me. he is the best caretaker in the world, i feel like i am taking advantage of him or something. he just is really good to me when i am down and out. *crossing my fingers that it carries on beyond my recuperation*
okay i am gonna try to sleep now. good bye.