This past month of December was a myriad of emotions. I was trying to get all my projects done before Christmas. I had knit bags to sew and I still needed to shop for presents.I wanted to act normal no matter what. I went to rug hooking Christmas get togethers. I blogged like I always do but I had a secret hanging over my thoughts. I had gone in for a routine colonoscopy and they found something.It's kind of scary when you go in on a Friday for a routine test and on Monday the surgeon office is calling. Three days later they were scheduling surgery.First thing I had to do was the awful noisy Mri whirling in my head experience then more doctor visits was the trips to different doctors which was unsettling. I felt like the whole month it was getting more and more serious but maybe I was in denial I didn't feel sick or anything. I watched endless Christmas movies listened to Christmas music and yet It hung over my head all December like a giant question mark is it cancer or not? I can't believe how much that one small word Cancer shocks a persons soul.
I told just a couple close friends because I just needed to act normal and I felt like if anyone asked me I would be in tears.I have the best of friends.I had plenty of homemade soup and a prayer quilt I was ready for surgery whether I liked it or not.I had plenty of prayers going out my way!The surgeon didn't know how long a surgery it would be. There were no Christmas cookies for me! I didn't want visitors I just wanted to get it over with and get back home.
So the day after Christmas I was in the hospital that ended up being a nine
hour surgery.The nurses at the Sharp Memorial were clearly all Angels in disguise. Everyone from the nurses aides to housekeeping were so very kind All I can say in that surgeons hands was expertise. I could not express how extremely vulnerable you feel when you can barely take care of yourself.
Never under estimate the power of a stranger holding your hand for a second in the middle of the long night with those simple words God bless. Jack stayed every day and night and I was comforted so much by his help and his strength.and the plain kindness. I have never seen so many iv's in my life! It was a scary and the last thing I wanted to hear was that awful word Cancer. Yes it was that word but early stages they caught it and it's out.
Now I am back at home with Maulie and Morris by my side and so extremely happy to be home The surgeon said it will take a couple months for my body to recover. I will have to be monitored for five years with trips every six months to the doctor. Right now it's one day at a time and maybe the end of the week I will try to work on
one of my unfinished hooked rug it just depends how I feel.Nothing interests me right now. I feel so blah and nauseous all the time. I am not sure about my blog for now since I am not doing anything but recovering.I have holes all over my belly.It looks like I was machined gunned lol! I will check in on your blogs when I can.
Hugs to you all,cheri
