I haven't been sleeping well lately. I seem to grab a few hours of tossing turning before I give up and get up. You'd think I'd work around the house. My excuse is that I don't want to disturb the dogs. After several nights of this I don't think straight.
Luckily yesterday I had Med Clinic. My PA set me up with Ambien. I was only up for a very little time last night, then I slept wonderfully! I'm just waiting for tonight's does to kick in.

My therpist has decided that I'm too much of a kid and it's time to be an adult. *sigh* I know I can behave like a kid at times but I'm very young at heart. I don't want to lose that. I think she is actually addressing my spending habits.
She also told me that I can't buy anything for me. I can't get through to her that if I get to jonseing about shopping for very long, I'll end up spending an entire check on stuff. Let me have one thing per month and I'll be pacified. I won't feel deprived.

She's also really pushing the job thing. My editing gig doesn't pay, it's volunteer, so thrilled as I am with it, she shoots it down. She wants me to get out and find a "real" job. Obviously she isn't paying attention to my track record and mental health. I feel that I need to focus on my house first, weight second and the rest will begin falling into place.
By the way, my friend brought the exercise bike Monday. I had sold it to him and now bought it back. It's in the living room but I want it in the bedroom. Gotta move a small pile of junk outta the way, scoot the bike up the hall and I'll be good to go. I know when I was walking the treadmill at mom's, I ate better and was losing weight. It's too hot in her sunroom to walk until late fall. Then I can switch off between bike and treadmill.

Some people I know on FB are attempting to put together a 1980-1989 class reunion next fall after Homecoming. This gives me goals:
Lose weight, exercise, eat healthy
Grow my hair back out
Work on poetry and probably self publish them
Work on one or two of my kids stories and try to get them published through the company I edit for.

I have just over a year to accomplish all, or at least some, of that. If I can keep my focus, I can do it!
 

You got to stop and smell the roses
You've got to count your many blessings every day
You're gonna find your way to heaven is a rough and rocky road
If you don't stop and smell the roses along the way

~Mac Davis


My best friend called last night asking if I like surprises. Of course, depending on the surprise. She said okay and hung up.
I had thought I'd figured her out. She told me that her hubby had taken off this weekend. I figured they were planning to come up for awhile. Around noon today she calls. I start asking her about his days off, she's telling me she's thinking about food. (Being a diabetic she has to eat regularly). Then she blurts out that she needs to find a bathroom. That's when I knew...she was here.
Seems she had taken today and tomorrow off. We hung out then she drove us to town for food, Arby's sandwiches and Sonic drinks. My first foray out of the hospital since I came home. A little discomfort but mostly good. She stayed about an hour more and left so she wouldn't tire me out. I can't express how good it was to have her here. I miss not having her nearer.
So I'm worn out and will call it a night shortly. It was a good day.

I made my calls. My followup is next Thursday. I begin therapy on November 4. My sessions will be each Tuesday at 2. My concentration is still on my achy belly but once that's past I'm ready to take steps toward a somewhat more normal life.

I do have some plans too! The Saturday after Thanksgiving the original crew of scrapbookers in Texas are getting together. Our Creative Memories consultant is quitting and she wanted to get the original gang together one more time. I'm tryng to budget for at least the pages so I can start Jasper's book. By then I'll be stir crazy enough to get outta here! It's nice to have something to look forward to.

The song at the top of my entry? Self explanatory. Live in the moment. Cherish every small miracle and blessing. Discount the negative cause it won't be around for long. Treasure those in your life, online and off, for they enrich us in so many ways. Take that extra moment with your kids/significant other, pets...they won't pass by again.

In the wisdom of Bill and Ted: Be excellant to each other!
 

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
home sweet home

~Motley Crue

I'm home. I survived.

Apparently what had to come out was larger than the surgeon was expecting. So, instead of two nice, small lapro incisions, I have a nice 6 inch long one. She said it all went well and that everything looked good.
I was so doped up Thursday it wasn't until I was kinda lucid later that evening that I was told I was in the maternity ward! Had surgery so that I can't have kids and they stick me on a ward with screaming babies. Go figure.
Also when I woke Thursday evening I had a major suprise standing at the foot of my bed; my best friend and another friend of ours...from Texas! They left work drove up here and stayed all of 30 minutes. I can't think of a better gift. I was so surprised and so touched.
For all the worrying about the hospital they actually did a wonderful job. As far as I could tell they were very diligent about being clean and sterile. Tow ladies in particular stand out. They both were good for giving hell to as well as dishing it out.

They released me this morning. I did talk them into letting me stay to watch the OU game. Didn't quite go my way but was still a good game.

Now I believe I'll say goodnight. Time for more drugs and drift off to sleep...