Happy NedDay to me!

Thanks Kathie!  How are y'all doing in your new house?  I hope you are getting settled in.  We still have about a month before our new little townhouse is completed.  Someone else is doing all the work and it will be brand spankin' new.

Have fun hiding eggs with Ava!

k.

Thanks Kathie!  How are y'all doing in your new house?  I hope you are getting settled in.  We still have about a month before our new little townhouse is completed.  Someone else is doing all the work and it will be brand spankin' new.

Have fun hiding eggs with Ava!

k.

You do have a point there Rox. 

Nice that Heaven can be a place on Earth.

k.

You do have a point there Rox. 

Nice that Heaven can be a place on Earth.

k.

It's a funny story, tho Dian.  Got a minute?  I had seen the surgeon a couple days before and he was excited that my PET/CT scan was clear after the excision of the little tumor that had popped up turned out to be metastatic melanoma.  He said that he still wanted to do a WLE and could schedule it on the 22nd.  Hubs chimed in that it was my birthday (can't believe he remembered) and I said that we should just get it over.  (The PET/CT result had me over the moon with happys.)

I have no problem with anesthesia whatsoever and could just have the MACS kind for this excision…so no worries, especially with the doc saying that is was just a precaution and he was sure that nothing would come up in pathology.  Everyone remembered me from the week before because my veins refuse to be IVd, so they were all really nice.  I babbled with the nurse who controlled my consciousness, although I did feel it sometimes…and she would zap me to sleep each time so that was odd.

The nice surgeon walked the excision tissue to the lab because he knew the story of THAT OTHER HOSPITAL losing the primary excision tissue.  I went into a glass cubicle in the recovery room and babbled along, full of the pain meds and having, literally a high old time.  I did wanna go home tho, so she called the doc who said that he was on his way.  "Doc, I am telling you she is WIDE awake."  Think I must have been annoying? 

Now my left hand was bandaged up to my elbow and the IV was in my right elbow joint with that arm covered in 12 stick marks with 12 gauze pads, so the only place for the blood pressure cuff was around an ankle.  The nurse stepped out to get away from me, I think, and the fancy Windows based blood pressure cuff thing kept pumping up, tight, tighter, tighter.  I jumped up off the bed, trying to hop around on my one unattached leg to get someone's attention or get to the monitor to shut the darned thing off before I lost a foot when the doc shows up with Cafeteria Cake For My Birthday.

Hilarity ensued and we ate the not chocolate, not so good cake.  He let me go home, figuring that I was okay. 

Hubs gave me a newfangled, back then, IPOD when we got home 'cos he loves to give me techie birthday stuff.  We downloaded iTunes and I was really trying to understand how to do the downloads and add pictures, but well the pain meds…   I think he got annoyed with me too, and sent me to bed and told me to just go to sleep.  I woke up and there were people in the kitchen with presents and dinner and CHOCOLATE CAKE to help me celebrate many things.

I love the memory of that day.

🙂 k.

It's a funny story, tho Dian.  Got a minute?  I had seen the surgeon a couple days before and he was excited that my PET/CT scan was clear after the excision of the little tumor that had popped up turned out to be metastatic melanoma.  He said that he still wanted to do a WLE and could schedule it on the 22nd.  Hubs chimed in that it was my birthday (can't believe he remembered) and I said that we should just get it over.  (The PET/CT result had me over the moon with happys.)

I have no problem with anesthesia whatsoever and could just have the MACS kind for this excision…so no worries, especially with the doc saying that is was just a precaution and he was sure that nothing would come up in pathology.  Everyone remembered me from the week before because my veins refuse to be IVd, so they were all really nice.  I babbled with the nurse who controlled my consciousness, although I did feel it sometimes…and she would zap me to sleep each time so that was odd.

The nice surgeon walked the excision tissue to the lab because he knew the story of THAT OTHER HOSPITAL losing the primary excision tissue.  I went into a glass cubicle in the recovery room and babbled along, full of the pain meds and having, literally a high old time.  I did wanna go home tho, so she called the doc who said that he was on his way.  "Doc, I am telling you she is WIDE awake."  Think I must have been annoying? 

Now my left hand was bandaged up to my elbow and the IV was in my right elbow joint with that arm covered in 12 stick marks with 12 gauze pads, so the only place for the blood pressure cuff was around an ankle.  The nurse stepped out to get away from me, I think, and the fancy Windows based blood pressure cuff thing kept pumping up, tight, tighter, tighter.  I jumped up off the bed, trying to hop around on my one unattached leg to get someone's attention or get to the monitor to shut the darned thing off before I lost a foot when the doc shows up with Cafeteria Cake For My Birthday.

Hilarity ensued and we ate the not chocolate, not so good cake.  He let me go home, figuring that I was okay. 

Hubs gave me a newfangled, back then, IPOD when we got home 'cos he loves to give me techie birthday stuff.  We downloaded iTunes and I was really trying to understand how to do the downloads and add pictures, but well the pain meds…   I think he got annoyed with me too, and sent me to bed and told me to just go to sleep.  I woke up and there were people in the kitchen with presents and dinner and CHOCOLATE CAKE to help me celebrate many things.

I love the memory of that day.

🙂 k.

Bonnie,

I am sorry that you will miss that Easter Sunday dinner!  I know that you will have a great holiday because you always have Joy all around you.  It just kinda gathers up and follows wherever you tread.

You just crack me up.

Love to you, Friend.

k.

Bonnie,

I am sorry that you will miss that Easter Sunday dinner!  I know that you will have a great holiday because you always have Joy all around you.  It just kinda gathers up and follows wherever you tread.

You just crack me up.

Love to you, Friend.

k.

Thanks Jan.  I shall, I shall.  Hubs is out sailing, but he and his sailing bud are taking me to dinner.  Tthen maybe I will officially be given this Xoom tablet thing that I have been playing with all week since finding it hiding here in the tiny corporate apartment where we have 4 more weeks to reside.

Have a good one! k.

Thanks Jan.  I shall, I shall.  Hubs is out sailing, but he and his sailing bud are taking me to dinner.  Tthen maybe I will officially be given this Xoom tablet thing that I have been playing with all week since finding it hiding here in the tiny corporate apartment where we have 4 more weeks to reside.

Have a good one! k.

John,

You are right as always, but the fact that I am like the luckiest person walking the planet is not lost me.  Ever.  Growing up Catholic leads one to have lots of guilt, you see. 

It is a harsh recovery.

Thanks so much for the good wishes.  I will wander over to the regular board with the intention only of offering HOPE.  It is certainly more powerful than guilt.

You are a nice man, JAG, and yes they did give me Birthday Wine at the salon this afternoon.  But I still say think that you are a nice man.

k.

John,

You are right as always, but the fact that I am like the luckiest person walking the planet is not lost me.  Ever.  Growing up Catholic leads one to have lots of guilt, you see. 

It is a harsh recovery.

Thanks so much for the good wishes.  I will wander over to the regular board with the intention only of offering HOPE.  It is certainly more powerful than guilt.

You are a nice man, JAG, and yes they did give me Birthday Wine at the salon this afternoon.  But I still say think that you are a nice man.

k.