Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Things that make you go hmmmmmm
So I had a little surgery yesterday. Reshaped the front of my body. Chopped some of the girls off - which is something I've been talking about for YEARS. I know I've mentioned it here before.
I'm less than 24 hours post-op and wondering what the hell I waited so long for. I actually woke up this morning with less back and neck pain than I've had since I don't know when.
I can see my FEET. And my stomach, but that's another story LOL Time to work out!
I've always hated my picture being taken. I actually let people take pictures of me yesterday - and for years I've been the one hiding in the background, or having my son sit in front of me. Not any more. I will be front and center from now on :)
It was my first time with general anesthesia - and the last thing I remember is them holding the oxygen mask over my face and then I woke up in recovery... Go figure. Easy as that!
So... I know that my friends Erin and Julie go see psychics, etc. And sometimes, little things happen that make me wonder, "was that some kind of sign"? Ever since I scheduled the surgery, I've been wondering what, if anything, you see/dream/think about while under the anesthesia. I had thoughts of seeing my mother, Harriet - or others that have passed on. Would that happen? Well, if it did, I don't remember it.
BUT... the nurse that gave me the awesome drugs before the general? Her name was Maggie. She was a student nurse, and a lot of fun. My favorite aunt's name was Maggie. I know - you would think that Harriet was my favorite aunt, but she wasn't - she was my person - like a sister, not an aunt. Maggie is also the other person in my family that had the extra large boobs. She actually died of breast cancer. :( I was so scared that they would find something when they opened mine up, but apparently not. Whew...
BUT... I woke up with a fat lip. Seriously? A fat lip. And who gave it to me? Maggie. Not sure how, but all that matters was it was her. LOL
If that's not a sign that they're all watching me, I don't know what is. AND I don't know what I did. But I'm sure I'll figure that out.
Stew on that one a bit.
:)
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Without a doubt they were there with you. They're always there. Also - the more you pay attention, the more signs you will see.
Hope you're mending!! xoxo
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