The Ranch Revisited

I used to work on another blog about my childhood on a religious commune in Oregon. I have lately been thinking about continuing that blog while I'm waiting for school to begin. Recent events in Texas have given me fodder for my re-introduction to that blog, so I would like to point you, my few but dedicated and valued readers, to my other blog.

http://www.bluest-one.blogspot.com

Another Good Reason for Me to go to PA School

My husband just super-glued his thumb together after slicing it open. With Super Glue.

Down Ovary!

I am home after a very short stay in the hospital whereupon an ovary plus growth plus fallopian tube were yanked from my insides. The surgery went very well, textbook they said, and I'm home resting (un)comfortably. I have the unfortunate biology that doesn't get any good feelings from percocet (pain pills), aside from the actual killing of the pain, which is a good feeling, don't get me wrong - but i also get extremely nauseous and dizzy. So, today, 2 days after the yanking of the said parts, I'm weaning myself off the percocet. I keep telling myself I'll take one because I'm in pain, but then i remember the nausea and dizziness and I am postponing as much as I can. It's 12:42.

I haven't pooped since Wednesday, which is the day I spent in the bathroom with the euphemistic "bowel prep kit" which sounds much more fun than it is.

It's Saturday.

So, long story short - growth = gone. Hurray! Growth = benign. Double Hurray! Belly = yucky pain and bloating :( Pills = nausea and dizziness but no pain - a wash. Flowers on my doorstep, phone calls from friends, and being waited on hand and foot = a wonderful side effect to surgery. Thank you all for the love and support.