I’ve just read somewhere that I should de-varnish my toe nails before I go to hospital. Humpf! A post-transplant pedicure will be a must. I wonder if it constitutes as receiving of gifts/monies if Blokey pays for it?
*grin*
We took the cats to the cattery this morning. I always feel dreadfully mean when I take my beautiful little fluffballs away from home. I imagine they must be scared that they’ll never see me again (Mog was so scared that he poo’d in his basket halfway there!). Then I envisage them becoming all excited when they spy me again and come tumbling into my arms for love and cuddles. This never happens; they generally just scowl at me and spend a good two hours completely ignoring us once we get them home.
Poor little buggers. They’re in a ‘room’ together for the next ten days. They’ll either have become the bestest of friends, or one (probably Dora) will have killed the other (probably Mog).
I am surprisingly calm. The ONLY thing which is bugging me is my period. Each time I toddle into the bathroom for a wee I expect to discover that I’ve started, and I haven’t. I have the sore boobies and the fuzzy belly, and I have the pre-period feeling in my snatch girly area (I’m really hoping that other women understand what I mean … I’d hate to think that I’m odd.) But no yuckiness yet (although what’s the betting the next time I go my period will jump out at me, waving a red flag and screaming, BOO!)
I’m not sure how ridiculous I’m being. I’m going to have major surgery, involving the removal of a perfectly healthy organ. I’m going to wake up in pain, with a urinary catheter (yikes) after having some surgeon stuff his hand (it’s only a little hand) inside me to wrench out my kidney. I’m going to have to eat hospital food and share a room with strangers.
And all I’m worried about is having my period and needing some nurse to ‘sort me out’ down there.
*sigh*
I KNOW they’ve dealt with it before squillions of times. But this is MY time so I’m allowed to be a little freaked, yes? Besides, I think that having the worry of my menstrual cycle at the forefront of my mind makes everything else seem utterly insignificant and therefore far easier to deal with.
I can only hope that this experience will set me up for life; EVERYTHING will be a doddle in comparison and I’ll never feel the need to worry about stupid things like periods and enemas ever again.
Ha.
(2 days)
he stole my kidney! 
“I KNOW they’ve dealt with it before squillions of times. But this is MY time so I’m allowed to be a little freaked, yes?”
YES
“Besides, I think that having the worry of my menstrual cycle at the forefront of my mind makes everything else seem utterly insignificant and therefore far easier to deal with.”
I think this is an excellent strategy.
Gregory has had about 20 surgeries, but he says he still gets just as nervous every time. Not sure if that is a helpful thing to say. Maybe helpful is that he’s had squillions of the buggers and he was bright and chirpy this morning, so this nonsense will pass and you will be back to normal too. If you are anything like me, not bright and chirpy in the morning till about 10am.
You know about things like, have some throat lozenges in your bag so that you can suck one when you have come too long enough to discover that the tube they put down your throat has given you a sore throat? I had that when I woke up after a laparoscopy.
There is a list of stuff to take to hospital somewhere on IHD. I wonder if you remember that thread? Tomorrow, if I remember, I’ll go looking for it for you. Not today, I have a lecture to give in a moment and am way underprepared. Big hugs!!!! A friend of mine, well endowed, sometimes sends me electronic “boobhugs”. I find a boobhug is very comforting to receive. So here are some boobhugs to you.
Loving the boobhugs! Thank you!
Almost time! *grins* I’m so glad you have something like getting your period to worry about instead of various other things you could worry about. It just seems so normal and every day to do so. (and, for the record, I know exactly what you mean about that “feeling”, by the way so it isn’t just you!)
Some lovely person sent me a card and it arrived this morning. THANK YOU!
Yay!! I’m so glad you got it in time – and that your address hadn’t changed – and that I was able to surprise you! 😀
Hope all went well and I’m waiting to hear all about it!