Since I had my operation on Friday the 13th, I was pretty sure I was going to die. And every person should be entitled to their "last meal." I dined on cinnamon rolls, sour gummy worms, the BIG Fritos with bean dip, and washed it all down with grape soda. It was amazing... until the acid reflux kicked up at about 3:00AM. Yeah. Now I remember why I don't eat like that, anymore.
This is me, right before the surgery. I'm not sure what I was trying to accomplish with the pose- but I can tell you that I have not been quite that chipper since the procedure has been done! I have a hole in the top of my mouth about the size of a ping pong ball... But it will fill. I'm quite tired and trying to get lots of rest. The good news is that the worst of it is behind me! My friends are all bringing me soup this week which is SUPER nice and a couple of them have signed up to give me a sponge baths... even though I don't need a sponge bath. Should I tell them? ; )
Eric has been so attentive- making sure I have all of the help I need with my food, medication, the house, and the kids. And even the kids are being good! I'm thankful for my family, my health, and the good doctors who have taken care of me. And I'm ESPECIALLY thankful for Dr. Wedam!! If I ever come across another bump... I think I'll get a second opinion. I'm just glad everything has turned out okay!