Freaking New Woman and all that Jazzzz!

Ahh... What's that sound you ask?

That's me... content. Or it could be Minnie Mouse depending on what day it is. You see, for those of you in the know, you know I had some surgery... FINALLY!!! got my tonsils and adenoids removed, and it's been a completely humbling experience.

My surgery was scheduled on the 4th. I went in, in the morning with Brian. And got ready for surgery...

That picture, is what happens when you have Brian in a waiting room with you. You take pictures with your "Party Hat" at a jaunty angle.

I waited for a short time and then I was taken in. One of the last things I remember when I was being taken in for the surgery, and what I chose to be my last words for the next 8 days was notifying the OR at large, "Wow, they sure do let a mess of you in here, don't they?"

So of my roots come out under anesthesia, ps.

25-30 minutes later, I WAS DONE! Brian says that he was notified that my enormous tonsils had come out and I would be doing fabulously soon, and he could join me.

I'm now in the recovery room, waiting patiently for the world to right itself. I end up looking like this...

I also get very annoyed when small children scream. I had to ask the nurse, "Do they all act like that?" She replied with, "You should be here on ___________, when we're busy".

I fell in love with her a little bit.

I had to wait a bit so that I wasn't terribly disoriented on the ride home, and the nausea passed from the anesthesia, but I was out of there.

Here is where I have to say... Doctors and Nurses, you guys rock. Carole, who finally found where my IV could go in, and Kathy, my pre op nurse, thanks so much! You made me feel right at home, and laughed at my terrible jokes. You rule.

As for your decorating choices....

Why must the dog eat the baby?

So since that day I have been home. It was 3 solid days of sleeping, followed by 7 days of lots of napping, but working too. And now 3 or 4 days of what seem like normal, except for the Minnie Mouse voice, which comes and goes.

There is still some pain. I assume there will be until my muscles stop being so weirded out by the fact that they don't have my GINORMOUS tonsils to keep tabs on. But, I'm getting used to the liquid diet and small bites. It makes me eat less like a farm hand, and more like a lady. (Listen, I know I'm weird, but don't judge me by my table manners it's about my upbringing, and really not my fault)

I'm toying with going back to work tomorrow, but I don't know that I'm ready. I would really like a few more days... so I might go in for a few hours and just see how things go. But who knows, you might be hearing from me sooner rather than later :)

Well, I guess that's all for this evening, it's now time for a little guilty pleasure that is the Cutting Edge Marathon on ABC Family... We shall discuss tomorrow.

Lovies!

Rach