Dae and I went in to the hospital on June 29th, around 5am. I was all dressed and waiting in my hospital gown, IV intact, when I mentioned that I might have to reconsider to the anesthesiologist. I was joking(kind of); he told me I had about 10 seconds to decide. When I woke up drugged and out of it, I was immediately wheeled into a room where Dae was waiting for me. I remember seeing his smile and his loving eyes.
During the time that I was alone and bored, I texted some pictures to my family of me eating a salad, just to show them I was fine. Then I called them on the phone; It was then that I found out that the kids(mostly Skipper) were questioning whether I was drunken/drugged, and that maybe I had no idea what I was doing. I guess I sounded insane. Shouldn't that should be normal to them by now? Ha!
So glad I had this hysterectomy done. It was needed. And it's over.
Me(crazy)
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