I want to write, write, write right now. I have an entire screenplay playing out in my head and I need to write it down (or type it out, as it were) before it is gone. Poof!
Unfortunately and fortunately, I have to go back into the hospital on Friday, so HITCHHIKING IN ALASKA WITH VERDI will not be finished any time soon. I am having my plumbing rewired (again), but this time for good. The bag (dare I name it) will be gone, gone, gone... That's the plan anyway. Tom and I are being cautiously optimistic... this is our new state of being (at least we're still optimistic).
I have heard through a friend that is a few months ahead of me on this course that this surgery is easy and the recovery is fast. I am most worried about a prolonged hospital stay and its effect on the kids. My mom is coming into town tonight and as much as they love Babu, her presence tells them that I'm sick. As all kids, they are amazingly intuitive. Fortunately, I am not stressed about this surgery, I am excited. I am stressed about their reaction, however. I think we will keep them from the hospital this time as it will likely be a scary reminder of previous visits. How do we know what the right decision is? What gives me reassurance is that we can always change our minds depending on the circumstances.
Tom snuck in some Rachel Maddow tonight while the kids were getting a post-dinner snack (they didn't eat much because I accidentally made meyer lemon CHILI pasta instead of plain meyer lemon). Gov. Blogojovich was being interviewed. Tom was commenting on how smooth he was. Cole looked up at Blogojovich and said, "He's lying," and went back to eating. Adeline told her Grandma that Babu was coming and that Mommy was going [to the hospital] but Daddy, Babu, George and Cole would be at home until I came back. George told me that the Incredible Hulk could not have been hurt, as my story suggested, because everyone was afraid of him when he gets big. He dismissed my storytelling and came up with his own story... It's so hard having to deal with such inadequate researchers in the field of superheroism.

Hey Batmom--I'm a long time follower/lurker, just wanted to check in and let you know that I had my takedown in September and while the surgery itself wasn't terrible, you are totally at the mercy of the whims of your bowels from there on out.
In the short run it determines how long you have to spend in the hospital and in the long run...well...I will recommend stocking up on Imodium and flushable wipes. :)
Best of luck! Accidents and all, I've never once regretted my reversal. :)
Posted by: brigita | January 28, 2009 at 11:47 AM