Day 37 of being told I have to say goodbye to my thyroid.
Day 8 of living without a thyroid.
Recovery has been an interesting process. Over the past week I have sat and laid more then I thought was humanly possible. Codeine and I have been besties, as has my laptop, DVR, and any face that walks through my door and is open to sitting on the recovery couch with me.
I thought it was about that time to share some of my lessons learned from this ADD couch-rester: And yes this is a glimpse into my brain on narcotics.
- I don’t care what judgy mc judgersons are going to say, but getting a spray tan one day before a five hour surgery on my neck was one of my idea’s that I’m going to put into the brilliant file. Lately, I have been rocking what some people may call the hot ‘frail/pale’ look. And I cannot even tell you how many people told me how good I looked while I was all doped up and had a giant scar across my neck. Its hard to make a hospital gown look good, but don’t you worry- getting a spray tan may do just that.
- You can’t underestimate the deliciousness of a meal when you go without for a while. Of course the umbrella point of this bullet goes to our world hunger crisis, but, I had a moment in my hospital bed after not eating anything for 12 hours and then given a magical banana pudding where I honestly thought I landed in heaven for a quick snack. I don’t know if I’ve ever tasted anything more delicious then hospital café banana pudding. I would compare it to any top chef delicacy, and I don’t know if that magic can ever be repeated again. But for right now, that banana pudding has a soft spot in my heart.
- Thanksgiving does not have to involve turkey. Thanks to a great friend my Thanksgiving plate was covered with things appropriate for 1 year old to eat. Small bites and soft was my plan of action. And let me tell you, this food was legit.
- Use caution while shopping on codeine. Black Friday shopping has been a running tradition in my life. I started as a small child waiting in a line that wraps around target at 4am with excitement that could be compared to buddy the ELF getting ready for Christmas. Over the past few years we’ve converted to online amazon-ing in the early AM hours of black Friday and I was fairly confident this year would not look much different. Enter narcotics. I have looked over my purchases and honestly I can’t say I’m not excited about the 5 scarves that I purchased along with a laptop bag that has a map of Canada on it. Amongst other gifts of course.
- I still need my mom. As a 28 year old living in a different state then my family for the past 5 years, I feel like I have grown accustomed to doing quite a bit on my own. My family is of course on speed dial, but I don’t necessarily reach out to my mom to take care of me that often. This past week I needed my mom. She gracefully came in and dealt with her crabby, in pain daughter with a smile on her face. She slept on a bench in a hospital room and learned the difference between bravo millionaire matchmaker and fox news. I’m so grateful for the mom I’ve been given.
- When your sick, people want to love you. It’s a simple cause and effect, being sick gives reason to be loved. And I’ve felt that love. Through laughter, prayers, text messages, phone calls, balloons, cards, presence, food, food, and more food. It’s been humbling and beautiful. And it’s taught me a few things on the spiritual front. We all come broken, sick, in need of restoration and being well. And you don’t have to be well to be loved. You can be sick, you can be broken and you can know confidently that you will be loved.
That pretty much sums it up.