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Twelve ponies ponying

Posted on 2015.12.06 at 16:28
Funny thing. "Funny thing".  They postponed the surgery from Friday until this coming Tuesday. So I elicited all these warm vibes from you all and then wasted them. Please renew your vibes, please. (Remember how, each time I was pregnant, the due date came and went without me producing a baby? And I sat around in limbo for 4-5 more days? It's vaguely reminiscent of that. Especially my mom coming to town and sitting around for days with nothing happening.)

On Wednesday, I had a second pre-op appointment. Jammies came with me. The surgeon has a kindly manner, but he just keeps repeating, "I just have never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever had someone forgo reconstruction. Ever ever."  He is skeptical, to put it lightly. (The danger is that he goes rogue and leaves the extra skin behind, just to save me regret.  Surgeons do this.)

I was down in the parking lot with Jammies after the appointment, when the surgeon personally called me. "I'm going out of town on Friday," he said, "and we need to reschedule your surgery. Next available is Tuesday morning."  It knocked the wind right out of me.

For about a day, I had the punch-in-the-gut feeling.  My mom flew here on Thursday anyway. I went to work and tied up loose ends to go on medical leave, anyway.  As soon as I was officially on vacation, I began to feel better. Vacation makes everything better.

The temperature dropped and the kittens peered pitifully into the house:



Sorry kitties. You're cute though.

(On Wednesday morning, I had thought, "Last time to ever wear a sports bra!" and felt quite a thrill. Of course, that fell through. Someday.)

Instead of surgery, we went to Heebieville's annual paean to small town life, our Christmas festival.  The biggest Christmas festival in Texas, we blithely claim.



Twelve ponies giving pony rides.



Eleven dancers dancing.



Four hundred crosses crossing. (I blurred out their cross faces.)



$30 worth of carnival rides carnivalling.





Four Geebies geebing.

We bought corn dogs for the kids, and I had a surreal debate with my mom about whether or not corn dogs were uniquely Texan.
"No, mom, they're everywhere. I grew up with them, in Florida."
"But I've never seen one, and you grew up with me."
"I know. I don't know how this happened either."





And a little town of Bethelehem-slash-petting zoo. Those are live-action angels hanging out on that entry arch.

Before the event, when I was describing it to E. Messily, I was having trouble making it sound like the 21st century - "and all the school children sing on stage, and the town turns out to watch them, and the biscuits are cooked over coal-fires and everyone buys them and dips them in honey, and it's all very overwrought and ridiculous but not terrible."

Eight Hanukkahs hanukkahing:



This is the organized grid matrix of presents lined up for four Geebies over eight crazy nights.  Of course this is E. Messily's handiwork.  Little cardboard gridlines! All to be tucked into the Hanukkah Box.

Two kitties being adopted (what!) by us!!!:



I KNOW!!! They are so cute. Their names are Orange Juice and Nick Jr.




Orange Juice is big on purring and licking. Nick Jr. is okay with being manhandled.  I LOVE THEM.  They're ours forever now.

I've deleted and re-typed the line "Out with the titties, in with the kitties" five times, because the word "titties" is so barfy. But really, their little furriness compensates, sort of, for this surgery. There has been a kitty-shaped hole in my life.  Everything is so right with these guys here now.  (Or girls. Maybe we'll have a gender reveal party after we go to the vet, with a cake with either blue-blue, pink-blue, or pink-pink frosting, and then we'll know how to dress them.)

(E. Messily does have a Cattily, but that cat finds our household traumatic and does not come out to play. Sorry about the new kittens, Cattily!)

Comments:


(Anonymous) at 2015-12-07 03:04 (UTC) (Link)
Kitties! Hooray!

I'll be thinking good thoughts for you on Tuesday. And if your surgeon leaves any extra skin, I'm going to fly my own still-recovering tits out to Texas to CUT HIM. --J, Robot
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2015-12-14 03:48 (UTC) (Link)
thank you for all your support these past few months! Really.
e_messily at 2015-12-07 16:23 (UTC) (Link)
To match the E. Messily template, her name really should be B. Cattily. Or C. Brattily.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2015-12-14 03:50 (UTC) (Link)
What would B. stand for? Betseygail? (I did get that it was Bratty, but for a moment I thought it'd be funny if it were Betseygail Cattily.)
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violetsnvalium at 2015-12-08 16:23 (UTC) (Link)
Personally, the doubt I'd have about "Out with the titties, in with the kitties" is that it sounds as though you're getting cats surgeried to yourself... which sounds like fun in theory but would probably not be that great if you actually did it (though who knows).

So, good luck again. This must be very strange for you. I hope it all goes well.

And your cats are awesome.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2015-12-14 03:51 (UTC) (Link)
It is exactly strange! But I feel really happy and good to be on the far side of things. Thank you for the warm wishes!
Sara
panisdead at 2015-12-09 00:38 (UTC) (Link)
Still thinking about you today. Hope it's going well.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2015-12-14 03:52 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, thank you. I am so glad to be on the far side of things.
lolliejean
lolliejean at 2015-12-09 17:30 (UTC) (Link)
Hey there. Hope everything went well with the surgery, I've been thinking of you. ~ Lori
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2015-12-14 03:57 (UTC) (Link)
thank you thank you! And I've been wearing the softee camisole constantly this whole time. And boy, do I have a whole lot of respect, or maybe "empathy" is the right word, for you women with the parallel experience of actually fighting the cancer that usually goes with the surgery. Plus reconstruction is NO JOKE.
(Anonymous) at 2015-12-12 21:41 (UTC) (Link)
Hope everything went well with the surgery and you are making a swift recovery. Hugs from Internet land.
heebie-geebie
heebie_geebie at 2015-12-14 03:58 (UTC) (Link)
thank you so much! I am feeling 100x better!
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