So the rule of thumb is NOT to cuss/swear in front of your kids, right? Here is the problem - I feel like I should have been a sailor with some of the words that come out of my mouth. I'm not supposed to cuss at work because I'm a professional and I'm not supposed to cuss at home because I'm a mom so what does that leave me? I'll tell you what happens - I have approximately 40 minutes of drive time each afternoon and the hours I'm awake and my kids are asleep to get every pent up cuss word out of my mouth before I combust. Please take pity on my friends and husband - I'm like a loose cannon when it comes to my word choices and honestly, I have some friends who prefer not to hear my sailor mouth and if they cal l or text when I'm on one of my rants - I don't answer because I know I don't want to control myself. So here is my question - how do kids know which words are bad words and which aren't? At no time did I go through my dictionary of...
One month down. One month without all of my lady parts. One month of not knowing what the hell is going on with my own body. One month of YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. So many people have and continue to ask how things are going post hysterectomy, so here is your run down. First two weeks post op, I definitely had pain, but nothing like people had described in person and online. Of course the Percocet helped with that, though only for the first few days. Two week followup appointment and everything was going great. Two weeks and 1 day post op and the hell began. I don't know what happened, but all of a sudden I was in pain like you wouldn't believe. I went back to not being able to stand up straight, anything involving the bathroom led to screaming pain, I wasn't sleeping, hot flashes OH MY. I called the doctor the next day and I was advised to go to the ER for a scan, but anyone who knows me knows that I'm stubborn and didn't go. Two weeks and 3 days lat...
I've been MIA, but I swear there is a reason that I abandoned my not so anonymous rantings. I've been completely distracted with my own thoughts, self loathing, anxiety, fear, you name it and it's probably crossed my mind in the last few months. Ironically today, the day that I was supposed to start a 8 week leave of absence from work to get my guts cut out, is the day that I finally have the urge to put my words down. So here is the breakdown of the last few months. I've not been feeling well, I'm going to save you all of the gory details, but they involved me walking around very uncomfortably and looking 8 months pregnant and there was also a lot of blood involved. After months of dealing with this I finally went to the doctor and much to my surprise he sat me down after my exam and yep, he used the C word. So what does everyone do when their doctor says that they have to come back for a biopsy to rule out uterine cancer, they go to work to try to completely f...
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