Well yesterday I was up early and went off to get my hair cut and styled. Then lo and behold - shock shock - I still had energy left over so I went off to the bagel shop and bought a supply of my yummy doughy bagels. Then I ran to the grocery store to stock up on apple juice and chocolate milk. Then home to put the groceries away - empty the dishwasher and wait for Warren to arrive.
He and I went out to lunch and then I managed to run to the card store to pick up birthday cards - four - count 'em FOUR - of my kids/grandkids have had birthdays while I was lolly gagging around in hospital and I missed the celebrations. This Saturday is oldest grandbaby's birthday party and I have all my fingers and toes crossed that I will be able to get out to the celebration.
But buying the birthday cards was my undoing - I couldn't wait to get in the car and get home... I was pooped. Mind you - when I thought about it logically - I had been up and on the go since 7:00 am... and it was now 2:00 pm, so I guess I was entitled to be pooped !!
Today is my last day of "freedom" so to speak.
Tomorrow I have an 8:30 am appointment with my surgeon. My two weeks of freedom from poking, prodding, procedures, and tests is over. My best guess is he is going to refer me to another specialist - an internist - to find out about the mass they found in the first round of tests.
It feels an awful like standing on the end of a very high diving board - looking down - being scared stiff to take that first step off.......... scared of the unknown.
But for today - I will enjoy my last day off and try very hard NOT to think about tomorrow and all the tomorrows that will follow.