Now Playing: Day 2880-Next GP Chapter... Turning Lemons Into Lemonade :)
What a great way to wake up on this early Black Friday, crazy shoppers day'!
Another most beautiful morning with Sweetie kitty paying us a visit while playing among the trees. When you live in the country, neighborhood kitties are taken care of by everyone. If you find a stray or feral kitty and can catch them. Our county animal rescue and shelter will spay or neuter, along with shots for free. Then the kitties are released back into the wild with a special marking. This is to let everyone know that they have been spay or neutered and considered safe to roam free.
With the long winter months quickly upon us. Everyone takes care of the special kitties that roam free here in the country. We have been watching Sweetie grow up since she was a young kitten. Now at almost a year old, she has gotten so much bigger. Yet, still roams wild and free! Papa kitty is still as well keeping us company in the morning and evening. He's a big ole porch kitty with a huge heart!
This morning we had an early appointment for pre-surgical testing. I can't believe that my surgery is already early next week. This month is literally flying on by! One would assume, that we would be hospital pros by now. However, I am not so certain that anyone gets used to living with long term medical issues. Especially anything dealing with cancer. In any way, shape or form. The constant uneasiness, uncertainness and living the remainder of your life while walking on egg shells. It's never an easy feeling. It's never an easy road. But today, we found ourselves walking on the same ole road that we walked just a year prior. Crazy how some things in life come full circle.
The same ole broken road. Broken... because not one of my specialists on my medical team has been able to predict one day from the next. Nothing has been easy. This morning, I find myself once again, dealing with another surgery. 50/50 is what I give this one, as far as complications. My largest ovarian tumor has continued to far surpass the size it was prior to beginning this road with oncology. That was back in May, 2016. Yet, here we are, once again, walking back down that same ole broken road. It's not easy. But I have faith, that we can get past these bumps in the road. Doing so... together.
Eric, he still remains a bit uneasy with next weeks surgery. I am more concerned with the real reality of handling two totally different types of pain after surgery. Thankfully my pain tolerance is already off-the-charts, not normal. I can handle a hell of a lot of pain. However, laying around while trying to recover this time around is going to be quite tricky. Two totally different types of pain. In two totally different areas of the body. I was told to expect the worst, this time around, when it comes to post-surgical pain. I don't do well with narcotics due to my body not being able to break down pills and absorb them properly. This is where my port would had greatly come in handy! Hopefully the good stuff, anesthesia, will last me a bit longer this time around so I can sleep away the pain.
As I finish off the remainder of this weekend... resting and taking it easy. I also have to go full liquids starting today. No more sampling the super yummy pancakes from Pansgiving.
So... you know what that means for Eric...
ANOTHER SUGAR RUSH!
I totally feel a pillow fight coming on this evening!!