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Surgery & Rest & Other Wicked Things

Surgery nurse

Wanna hear something freaky?  I mean Really Freaking Freaky?  For 3 nights after my surgery I kept dreaming I was dead.  Not dying.  Already dead.  I would wake up thinking, “Oh My God I’m Dead!!!”  About 5 times a night.

Um.  I think anesthesia messes with me Way More than it does other people.

I learned some other things through this process, too.

Perfect Surgery

Like, nurses rock.

When I came to after my apparently perfect surgery, two female nurses were standing just outside my recovery room.  I was still a little foggy, but I think they were discussing which of them was going to take care of me.  All I know is that one of them finally said, “We’ll do her together.”

“Ladies,” I said in my best anesthetic drawl, “that sounds dirty.”

Oh, how they laughed.

At least this time I didn’t wake up crying.  I did that after a hernia repair several years ago.  My beautiful husband loves to tell everyone we meet how I came back from surgery bawling and talking about Harry Potter.

I dunno.  I mean, Rowling is something of a personal hero and the books are genius, but wtf?

So my nurses rocked and I woke up smiling and my amazing doctor hugged me after telling me the surgery went perfectly and I have an 85% chance of not needing a hysterectomy.

I mean, yeah yeah.  I’ll take that.

But.  Recovery.

Pain.  No sleep.  Recurring nightmares.  Up all hours of the night to pee.  Kind of like having a newborn.  Only there was nothing little and cute to cuddle to remind me why it was all worth it.  And I didn’t have any energy so I seriously spent most of four days laying on the couch watching HBO and Netflix.  Those dudes should totally sponsor me now; I know Everything About Them. I have spent vast amounts of time with them.  Stupid body.

As you probably know, I took a week off work thinking it would give me time to refresh and regroup  and get a bit more of the upcoming school year planed.  The reality was I didn’t even have it in me to refresh let alone do any school planning.  And hello?  I cannot get that week back.  It’s totally gone.  Forever.  Stupid time.

The most important thing I learned is that I Do Not Like to rest.  I do not like it in a bed, I do not like it in my head. I think I went mildly bonkers.  There are only so many times you can cheer when the Barden Bellas win Worlds.  I wanted to be up and moving, cooking meals, doing laundry, writing blog posts, checking out what everybody was doing on Instagram.  Sure, I could have done that from couch, but it would have required lifting a finger.

I’m just sayin’, it’s a good thing we homeschool and our year hasn’t started yet, because mama fell apart a little this week.  It was so not supposed to happen that way.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go find a way to prove to myself that I’m not in some elaborate Sixth Sense type of horror film where the dreams were real and right now isn’t.  I mean, I don’t think I’m dead, but neither did Bruce Willis.

Love wins,

KT

 

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KT Brison is a former children’s librarian and educator who gave all that up for the most important job in her life—homeschooling her boys.Though she loves the outdoors and rambling around her farm, she can usually be found with her nose in a book. Any book. As long as it has words.
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KT Brison is a former children’s librarian and educator who gave all that up for the most important job in her life—homeschooling her boys. Though she loves the outdoors and rambling around her farm, she can usually be found with her nose in a book. Any book. As long as it has words.
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4 Comments

  1. Glad you are back at it! We missed you!
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  2. You are too funny. My mother woke up from knee replacement surgery convinced she was going to write the next great American novel.

    Glad it went well. Go easy on yourself, mama.
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