Wild Card Wednesday


It is once again time for Sunday Six, brought to us by Kelly over at Missing JT Snow! In honor of Spring arriving, we will enjoy questions all about that lovely season. Answers provided by Matthew, age 6.2 years. Let Kelly (and me!) know if you played.
1. How old is Spring?
~~Oh, maybe it is 1000 years old. Is that right? No, today it is 1000 1000 years old. When are we going to have our Easter Party?
2. What happens in the spring?
~~Flowers come up.
3. What comes after spring?
~~Uh, maybe it's winter, no, oh, it's summer, I forgot. That's a silly question.
4. What do people wear in the spring?
~~They wear spring clothes, like short sleeves and short pants, except sometimes they wear long pants like my Babcia.
5. What is spring break?
~~Spring break is when you take a break from spring.
6. How will you celebrate spring?
~~I could find some Easter eggs with Jazzy and Lexi cuz Lexi is only two and Jazzy is three and a half.
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Welcome to the first Wild Card Wednesday, brought to us by The Kept Woman, creator of Way Back Wednesday. TKW felt WBW had run its course, and is now giving us the exciting challenge of WCW. See her site for all "rules" but basically you can post any picture and try to tie it in with a "W" word. My picture ties in with: WHAT? As in What? What in the HELL were they thinking??? See evidence:
This is me. Eating chili. On my FIRST birthday. WHO (ah, another W) in the hell gives a 1 year old chili? Everyone knows you don't give a child that unless they are potty trained! Am I right? You know I am right! They don't make a Pamper's or Huggies that can hold up to a toddler after chili. NO ONE should have to clean up after that either! My mom said I was orange for 2 days. "But you loved it! Look how clean that bowl is....you ate it up!" is basically what my mom's defense is. All I can say is: Glad it was her and not me who dealt with the aftermath! Now, did you play? If you did, let TKW (and me) know.
Sorry this is so late....as you can see by the post below, I have been trying since before 8am, but we all know what a bitch blogger can be!
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OK, that is obviously not me recovering from surgery, but I couldn't find a cute recovery picture other than that....and who couldn't fall in love with that cutie?
I made it home from the hospital around 6pm last night. The surgery lasted about 1.5 hours longer than planned, but I survived. I have 3 stab incision about 1 inch long, and one 4 inch long scar in my bikini line (previous c/section line actually) where they pulled the ovary and an another cyst they found out. The overy was pretty bad, the cyst INside it had pretty much killed it, and then they found a lime sized cyst ON it also. So, they went in and put both in a surgical bag to remove them, which is good, because the ovary ruptured on the way out. YIKES. That would have been a night or two stay in the hospital if it weren't contained in the bag. And yes, I know that because 10 years ago back in KS I had a grapefruit size cyst removed in emergency surgery and the damn surgeon didn't put it in a bag and it ruptured....3 days in the hospital on IV antibiotics. Anyway, back to the present....He said it looked bad in there, and it was no wonder I had so much pain. He had to remove a portion of my abdominal wall or peritaneum as it is called because the endometriosis had hardened into almost fibrotic cysty types lumps...and tons of adhesions and endo on my bladder. Endometriosis or endo was found on my left kidney again as well. But most of the work needed was in the lower pelvis this time. He said I had a ton of adhesions from my c/section and from previous abdominal surgeries, so he removed all he could. I love this surgeon. He called me from home last night, with all 3 of his kids in the background just to make sure I was ok and to fill me in since I was too groggy by the time he had to leave the hospital yesterday (he still had office hours to do!). All in all I am doing well....my throat hurt like an SOB last night, better today. The pain is managable with pain pills...hard to sleep. Finally at 3 am I just got up and came and sat in the recliner reading. I noticed I was nodding off, so I turned off the light and was able to get 3 hours straight of sleep...where as in the bed I woke up every hour. So, at least I found a way to rest! The incisions are still covered, but he said there weren't any external sutures, he did all the sewing on the inside of the incision and used skin glue to finish it off. This means little scarring...not that I will every need a bikini or anything! YIKES. OK, I guess the pain meds are making me too chatty so I had better get off here before Matthew wakes up and see if I can get showered first. Thank you for your well wishes everyone....family, friens and bloggers!
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Matthew has been having bad dreams regarding my surgery today. He has recurringly dreamed about me dying, or not waking up. Last night I ran to Bor*der's book store to buy some post-surgery recovery books, and they had a cute little brown and white soft, cuddly Easter Bunny as a promotional thing. I got it for Matthew. Spur of the moment, I told him it was a magical bunny to take away bad dreams and make sure I made it through surgery all right. He named the bunny Tuxedo (so cute!) and kept him near him all evening. He slept with the bunny last night, and this morning when I got up Matthew was sitting in my recliner watching cartoons hugging the bunny tight. I asked him if he slept good, and he said, "Of course, Tuxedo took away all the bad dreams...he's good like that!" Gulp...giggle, snort. Gah. Ladylike of course! Then I hugged him up and told him I was going to be just fine today. He said, "You don't have to tell me that Mom, Tuxedo already told me you'd do great!" Sigh. I love that little boy.
We head to the hospital later this morning....I was told to arrive at 10:45am. Surgery is booked for 12:15pm. It is expected to last two hours or slightly more depending on how much endometriosis he is able to get out. Big thank you to my SIL Roxanne for taking on the boy today....seeing as how my MIL flaked out on me yet again. It is more important to do some baking for the neighbor who is in a coma in the hospital...yes, important, but more important than your grandson having a safe, warm environment while his mother is undergoing the knife? Yes, I know, just call me drama queen. Anyway, thanks to Roxy for taking Matthew for the day despite having her own 2 year old girl, a 3.5 year old girl, and having a friend's children coming over: 3.5 year old boy, a 6 year old girl and a 4 month old little boy. Luckily the baby and the little girl won't be there until their mom arrives with them after school! So, hopefully my SIL will survive the day! YIKES. OK, I'm off to the hospital shortly...wish me luck!
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