Breaking News

I've sent out more "broadcasts" today - by e-mail, voicemail, text message and phone calls - than I've ever done in one day.

Letting everyone know the news. Even those who didn't know the original news. That's my modus operandi, I suppose. Better tell it all at once than piecemeal - kind of like ripping a bandaid off. Plus, I have a penchant for forgetting who I tell what to and if I left someone out of the D&C loop that was in the "I'm pregnant" loop, that just might get too uncomfortable.

Weird?

I don't know.

But the mental checklist of "did I get everyone I originally told" is not a fun one to keep.

I have to say I really like my doc this time around. He's so calm, and patient and thorough. And I like that I see him every time I come into his office, and that when I call for test results, he picks up the phone and talks to me, and he explains procedures thoroughly. And he's patient when I whip out my handwritten list of questions to ask him. Novel medical concepts, I'm sure - but with my last doctor, those duties were relegated to the nurse practitioner. Not my idea of good bedside manner by a long shot.

So, tomorrow's the surgery. I'm a little worried about my ability to recover. You know, since I have a freakin' head cold and my throat's currently feeling like the early stages of a fiery, can't-swallow-without-pain strep throat. What the. . . !? I thought I was getting better!

So far, I'm still being shielded from the reality of all this by the fogginess of a stuffed up sinus-head. I don't know for how long that will be the case, particularly once the hormones begin their hasty decline. But M's parents came by and after a prayer and a blessing, I'm feeling comforted. Very much so.

It also comforts me to know that my family knows. I told Mom and T today. Their concern was like a balm to me. And the fact that T is medically trained such that all I had to do was say "D&C" and she said "Oh, I'm so sorry!" - no further explanation needed - it was so nice, given that I'd been explaining it all day and that gets a little old for someone who doesn't like to tell such things about herself.

I can honestly say I'm not excited for the days and weeks to come. Right now I'm just looking forward to some restful sleep. I'm exhausted!

~Nichole