Recovering

When I was about 7 months pregnant with Ellie I looked down at my belly button one day & it was NOT normal! I had heard about some people having fat pockets on their arms & back and I'd been eating a lot of ice cream & drinking a ton of Dr. Pepper, so I thought, "Crap! Are you kidding me?! I have a fat pocket on my belly button!" I was cheered by the thought that at least when I had Ellie & lost my baby weight it would go away. Well it didn't go away and that's when I found out it wasn't an ice-cream induced fat pocket at all - it was a hernia. Silly me! And even sillier stupider was that I didn't get the hernia fixed before the end of the year when I'd already met my deductible from having a baby! Last Tuesday I finally had surgery to repair my hernia. I wasn't too nervous about the surgery itself, more the anesthisia. I know that the chance of not waking up from that was a slim one, but a chance all the same & I was already having demented thoughts and even in tears once imagining Callie on her wedding day without her mom. Does anybody else do this? Am I that abnormal? So anyway, the night before the surgery I knew that everything would be fine. On the day of, I was able to take a book & enjoy waiting for my turn to be cut on & it was no problem at all that the surgeon was an hour behind- more time to read without feeling guilty for not doing housework or ignoring the kiddos. When the anesthisiologist, a woman in my ward, gave me the anesthisia, I felt nice & fuzzy & the next thing I know I'm waking up and in minimal pain & it's all over. They said I woke up beautifully & they were surprised at how well I walked around before leaving (it was out-patient). One of my friends (also my visiting teacher) brought us dinner that night, Jeremiah's mom had come to town just to take care of me/the kids, and my mom brought us dinner for the next 4 nights. I wasn't in much pain, the incision was just real tender. I was able to get up & get my own pain killers & refill my ice bag (poor Jeremiah was sick), so I'd say that my whole surgery experience was pretty great. I got nice phone calls from friends/family & flowers from a couple friends too! Oh yeah, and a really cute plant & balloons from my mom/sister. I could definitely do it again, although hopefully I won't have to! Jeremiah left a few hours ago to take his mom to the airport. Callie & Jackson both bawled & Ellie's been saying, "Nannie! Nana!" (the kids call her Nana and grandma), and it will be sad to not have her here anymore. My house has been spotless, my children have been clean & happy, and she's made me do lots of resting, which I really appreciate. Between the 2 moms, I had the dream team taking care of me & my family. Thank you!