
Hello friends, I haven’t posted because things have been kind of icky and who wants to read that mess. For those that have been following along my neck surgery is next week. I went for all the pre-op tests yesterday so it feels real at this point. I haven’t been stoic about this situation but I’ve tried to keep the public bitching to a minimum. I’m struggling a bit, I suspect some of my emotions are to be expected. I don’t know if I’ve learned anything through this process but I have made some observations along the way…
I have really good friends. I’m putting together an “Oh Sh*t List” – this will house the names and phone numbers of people that have offered to drive, feed and/or shelter my kids while I’m in the hospital and during recovery. These are people that mean what they say and say what they mean…they will show up if needed. Some of them will show up even if they don’t get a call. I hope you all have friends like this in your lives, I am profoundly grateful for mine.
It isn’t just about meal prep and Muber (Moms that Uber for free) some friends are just there when you need them. Last Saturday I texted a friend around 5pm and asked her if she wanted to go see a local production of Rocky Horror at 9pm. My daughter bailed and I didn’t push it because I thought it might be inappropriate (spoiler: it was COMPLETELY inappropriate).
Me: Any chance you want to go to Rocky Horror tonight?
Lisa: Daughter Bail?
Me: Yup
Lisa: Sure. What are we wearing? Sedate Janets or wild Rockys?
Me: I don’t think I have the wardrobe for either. I can probably put together a party goer outfit…black pants/jacket, shiny shirt (maybe) and an obscene amount of makeup. What have you got?
Lisa: Corset, high heel boots, red wig?
Me: Of course! I need a wig.
An hour goes by as I frantically search through the Halloween boxes looking for anything that will pass for Rocky Horror fabulous. What I find is Thing 1 & Thing 2 toddler costumes which makes me want to smile-cry and sends me to my bedroom closet which leads to…wardrobe disappointment. I did manage to find a cool jacket I purchased in Turino, Italy in 1996 and a hat I wore last year when I went to a party as Captain Obvious.
Me: I look more steampunk middle-aged hooker than Rocky Horror party-goer.
Lisa: Sends me a picture of herself looking fabulous in a zebra inspired pimp hat, gorgeous long deep purple velvet jacket, red wig, corset and boots for days. Too much?
Me: Hells no you look awesome! I put eye shadow on with a Q-tip. I’m not fit to be in your presence.
We had a great time at the show!
Another observation…your family will squeeze every drop out of you until you make them stop.
Yesterday I had to drive to Philly for my pre-admission testing. The drive wasn’t bad and I managed to score street parking which is a bargain. I walked 4 blocks to the first appointment (Cardiologist) then had to get to the remainder of my appointments another 4 blocks away. Naturally it was raining and did I mention I woke up at 2:30 that morning just for giggles. So I was tired, cranky and in considerable pain. I find it ridiculous that people need to jump through these physical hoops for medical procedures to fix an orthopedic issue. The other patients I encountered yesterday were in tremendous pain and having to navigate city blocks and multiple buildings was a lot for their worn out broken bodies. Seemed like an unnecessary obstacle course – put it all in one building preferably on the same floor, oh and GET OFF MY LAWN (just threw that in because I sound like a grumpy old lady).
Any way after 5 hours of that nonsense I was looking forward to a nap cuddled up with my heating pad. I just got my self nestled in when I hear footsteps approaching my bedroom door…next thing I know my mother is barging into my bedroom.
Mom: Your husband told me you were resting. How are you, are you OK?
Me: I’m in agony mom, I just want to nap. I’ve been up since 2:30 this morning, long day.
Mom: Oh so it hurts, huh.
Me: Yes, yes it does. Is there something you need?
She then rattles off two things that she needs which causes me to get out of bed and go downstairs. I gave my husband strict instructions to lock all the doors from now on and set the alarm.
Naturally Rob and Laura are concerned about me and wondered how they would manage while I’m out. Super woman friend, Vickie, saved the day. She met the family and shadowed me one day this week on outings. Rob & Laura will be well cared for in my absence.
So my – Oh Shit List – is filling me with gratitude. The people I encounter in real life and my cyber friends have been very supportive. Seriously, you need these types of friends in your life.
I wish I lived closer. But I’ll Dionne Warwick it for you from afar. Also, very funny lost.
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Thanks Paul.
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That show is always good fun. Really hope things go well for you. It’s the same here with the hoops people have to go through. I’m sure most of this could be done through home visits.
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Thanks! The flaming hoops are ridiculous, most of the other patients were older than me with more obvious afflictions I felt bad for them.
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I’m glad you and your friend had a good time at the show, Rocky Horror can’t lose with that production. I’m sorry about your doctors visit, ugh is seems we all see the same physician with the same patient pool in the waiting room. You will be just fine and your surgery will help relieve that pain you’ve been feeling, crossing my fingers and saying a prayer for you!
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Thanks Huntress. Good luck with the new co-worker…Kermie.
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Sending you some positive health vibes! And I’m throwing in some of these 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 That all goes well! Xo
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Thanks Emily!
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I wish I lived closer so that I could be on your Oh Shit list–but if you need me to write something that will make you laugh, I can do that:-)
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I would love to read something to make me laugh!
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I hope you read tomorrow’s post then😁
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I look forward to it!
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Everybody needs a great group of girlfriends. Mine live 400 miles away but if I called them they’d drop everything and come. I love them dearly.
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Friends are so important – I’m glad you’ve got good people on the ready for you.
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Good Luck! Why more medical facilities don’t have valet parking I don’t understand!!!
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Presurgery appointments are difficult. I know… Wishing you a quick recovery and no pain. Brenda
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Thanks Brenda!
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I started to say you take the good, you take the bad, you take ’em both and there you have…but that’s another sitcom, and The Golden Girls are so much better at reminding us of the value of friendship. So is Rocky Horror where I made some friends I’d put on my oh-shit list because anyone who still wants to be around me after they’ve seen me dance in pearls and fishnets is a true friend to the end.
The important thing, though, is that being willing to share your pain is really a sign of strength, and it’s why I bet you’re on a few oh-shit lists too.
Side note: can I get the number of the Rocky Horror performer in the orange sequined jumpsuit? Asking for a friend.
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Now I have that Facts of Life song stuck in my heard. Don’t know the name of the performer but they hope to do it again next year, depends on licensing. Thanks for visiting :).
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