As i type someone called Godric is killing a man called Gabe and now Eric has arrived. Season two of True Blood keeps me busy whilst i 1) tidy the house, 2) whilst i wrap Christmas presents and 3) keep my mind off the op that is heading closer and closer Yesterday was the gynae physiotherapy talk. A model of the female bits causing giggles as the pelvic floor muscle, fell out, as we passed it around the room. We were all a little concerned about what was ahead, let's face it, our bodies are going to be cut and after the pain we will be a long time in recovering. I've plans in place, cross stitch and cardmaking will be my recovery aids, as well as watching my dvd's. And the odd bit of housework of the easy and light type.
I know this hysterectomy will be a blessing, i've had enough periods to last two life times and i just can't take the pain anymore. Labour pain levels every week is just too much. But this will be a challenge, and i know i must listen to the medical professionals, not people with their judgemental crap. And i know Christmas will be very different but i intend to make it very special for my son. I will do my best to have as much fun as i can, and i'm sure Christmas movies will be a good excuse to sit down and laugh.
At the same time, today i am thinking of all that needs doing before the 15th. The craft stuff that needs moving, the group tomorrow and the tv that still lingers in our lounge where a tree will go as soon as possible.
At the same time, i have boxes to sort through and a bookcase to tidy. Well i say tidy, it's craftbits, and they just need re-arranging so i can fit more on. I also have 4 presents to wrap today, before my son comes home from school. Got laundry to fold too.
So enough time typing, this lady has chores to do.
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