I haven’t driven for over two months. So it was a strange feeling yesterday when I slipped back behind the wheel of my beloved Gypsy Rose Squee and put the key in the ignition. My husband came over to kiss me goodbye for work, and I had to fumble to find the button to lower…
Category: The Road To Recovery
Drawing Fat People
“Why do you always draw fat people?” Marli asked me. I looked down at my doodle, surprised. It was a few minutes before chapel at our small Christian boarding school. The girl I was sketching didn’t look fat to me – I thought she looked pretty and curvy in all the right ways. She looked…
Renewal
So, as you may have noticed, I’m relaunching the website. Part of this is because many of the things that I used to write about just aren’t part of my day-to-day life. They say that writing is cathartic, and indeed it is. Without my friends and my various outlets, I know that I wouldn’t be…
The Tragedy of Happiness
“I miss your posts.” a friend told me recently. “You just don’t seem to post so much.” It’s true. I think as a rule it was easier to think of things to say and lessons learned when life was full of awkward online dating stories, sorrowful recalling of past relationship wrongs, and hopeful beginnings. I’m…
It’s Beginning to Feel a Lot Like Christmas
Today I sent out Christmas cards. This may not seem like a big thing to you, but to me it is monumental. There was a time in my life where I was the Queen of Christmas – where I had my Christmas letter written, printed, folded and sent by the day after Thanksgiving. My house…
The Verger
“Imagine what you could be, if only . . . “ When I was in junior high, we were assigned to read the short story THE VERGER by W. Somerset Maugham. You can read the full version here: http://www.sinden.org/verger.html The shorter version: Albert Edward Foreman was the verger (lay person) of St. Peter’s in Neville…
Bottom’s Up
For this last round of tests, I had to lie bare bottom up. And as I was lying there, waiting for them to aspirate me, Rick Astley’s “Never Gonna Give You Up” came on the radio. It’s true, I got rickrolled. I laughed out loud in the operating room, which surprised the surgical assistant. It…
Aliens, Poo and Pelvic Activity
So it has been almost a month since my alienectomy. To say that transition from alien baby carrier (10 inch dermoid cyst firmly attached to my left ovary) to recovery patient of a hysterectomy and partial oophorectomy (left ovary removal) has been an adventure would be odd. On the one hand, I had a month…
On Pregnancy Tests
On Monday. I took my final pregnancy test. “We’re required to do one whenever we are doing surgery”, the nurse explained. The irony of a pregnancy test prior to a hysterectomy was not lost on me. “It just goes to show,” my friend Mombie texted, “There have been enough malpractices for performing hysterectomies on pregnant…