My Life is Not on Hold

It’s so easy for me to get depressed when I can’t do the things I want to do.  Well, that’s probably true for everyone, right? I just happened to be smack dab in the middle of my hysterectomy recovery so I feel like I can’t do anything! Actually, scratch that, I’m at the beginning of recovery it’s only been a week! I have at least five more to go! Ugh. Yes, I’m being a bit of a whining crybaby. It


Post-Hysterectomy — Let the Recovery Begin

Twenty-Four hours ago I was on the operating table having most of my lady bits removed. Here I am in pre-op all smiles even though I was nervous as hell. The husband isn’t as good at hiding his anxiety. Surgery was at 8:45 a.m. and they rolled me in at 9 a.m. It’s so surreal to be in a room with all the doctors and nurses as they hook you up to all the machines. Within moments of them putting the


Playing Pre-Hysterectomy Catchup and Sharing my Self-Therapy Journey

I know it’s taboo for a blogger to apologize for not posting but I’m going to do it anyway. I’m so sorry! Over the course of the last ten days, I’ve thought about writing, I definitely needed to write, and I probably should have written. I just didn’t.  I had zero desire to face the thoughts and emotions swimming in my head. I needed to disconnect from my overanalyzing brain for a little while. Last Friday I posted this on


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