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Pleasant and crisp, not so gross

Posted on 2016.10.09 at 23:00
This week has been calm-ish, quiet-ish, which means that I have to blame myself for my lukewarm zest for life and general sourness. The weather has been pleasant and crisp. Still warm, but not so gross.


Hawaii learned how to ride a bike! Just think, six months ago our kids were unable to ride bikes, swim, or tie their shoes. Now half of them can do 2/3 of those tasks. Here we come, world, with our velcro.

She and Pokey rode around for hours. They both fell and ate it, several times, and got back up and did it again. Take that, velcro!  I was not there, I stayed at home with Rascal and we played in the pit, in pretty natural light, and I felt a momentarily calmer and more relaxed than I had otherwise been feeling.


What is the first item I should buy at HEB?

If you said Green Grapes, you're a Jammies-whisperer. If you said apron serapes, you're more like me.

Rascal sat in an ant pile, while hypnotized by a train:

and from the back:

He does not seem to care, though.


On Wednesday I met with the plastic surgeon’s assistant. My surgery is in two weeks. It sounds unpleasant. It is three and a half hours long, which is longer than I realized. The surgeon is an artiste, and must sculpt the fat exactly so. Afterwards it shouldn't hurt very much, but I have to sleep on my back for six weeks. I'm very worried about that part. (Want to hear about my stupid neck pain? It's so much better than last spring, but it still flares up every single night. About six hours of sleep, and I start waking up. There is no good position. It loosens up during the day, which is why it's better than it used to be - it didn't used to improve during the day. But sleeping is a mess, and I'm worried.)

I'm not supposed to lift more than ten pounds for a few weeks, and I'm worried and anxious about feeling disconnected from Rascal.

This surgeon hyperventilates about lots of stupid shit, too. On the front page of my instructions, "Please decrease caffeine intake and stop alcohol for one week before and after surgery." Oh fuck you.

Here is the full list of prohibited items:

No fish oil for you! No chamomile tea for a week, you craven monster.  (So different than the hysterectomy surgeon, who failed to even mention that I should take stool softeners or wash with soap from the neck down.)(The mastectomy surgeon was in between the two.)

Anyway, the nurse told me to stop taking my hormone replacements for the week ahead, and I said, "But it's not extra estrogen. It's getting me to a normal amount of estrogen." She said not to. I said, "I really do not want acute menopausal symptoms right before surgery!"  She said, "better safe than sorry!" I have zero intention of stopping my beloved hormone replacement therapy, so whatever.

Then I wear a girdle for three weeks. They said Spanx is okay. This is for the fat donor site, which is my luuuuv handles, which will not be noticeably different. Also I'm supposed to avoid the sun and the heat, which can make the fat swell.

After being under general anesthesia for 3.5 hours, I get sent home. That seems weird and abrupt, but fine.  They said I'll have full range of motion in my arms, unlike the mastectomy, and that it really shouldn't hurt much. The donor site will be bruised and sore. It's all about not jostling the little fat bits while they nestle in their new home.


The big kids made neat things. E. Messily guided Hawaii through making this doll dress:

Pokey and I made this spider web gun thing:

Go to sleep, Heebie, and hopefully you will feel less tense and pissed in the morning. Morning is wiser than night,  my grandfather supposedly used to say.


Kelly Jennings
Kelly Jennings at 2016-10-10 12:14 (UTC) (Link)


I'm getting ready to have surgery too, on my ulcer. Sounds like we'll go under the knife at about the same time. My surgeon is much less dramatic than yours, though!

That dress Hawaii made is very professional!
heebie_geebie at 2016-10-10 13:14 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Surgery

I don't think mine is that intense, aside from the long duration. I think that plastic surgeons - even ones solely connected to cancer and reconstruction - exist in a world where medical procedures are a lot more spa-like and require fussing and grooming in approach, and so it's becoming a bigger thing than it ought to be.

Ugh, ulcer sounds like a good condition to get fixed, though. Hope it brings some relief.
(Anonymous) at 2016-10-10 19:16 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Surgery

I haven't needed it, but my plastic surgeon made it sound like no big deal. Good luck, and feel free to message me to vent!

-J, Robot
heebie_geebie at 2016-10-17 03:30 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Surgery

Thanks! I think the only bad part is the sheer general anaesthesia. I really thought it was more like a twilight dental procedure.
(Anonymous) at 2016-10-10 14:08 (UTC) (Link)
Based on that list, I was going to buy "oven syrup." Although once the Hubster asked seriously if he'd been supposed to pick up milk or MILFs at HEB, so I am also guilty of the illegible list.

I hope this surgery goes smoothly. Full range of motion in the arms and minimal pain sounds good.
panisdead at 2016-10-10 14:08 (UTC) (Link)
That's me up there.
heebie_geebie at 2016-10-16 18:25 (UTC) (Link)
I laughed and read your comment out loud. Jammies scoffed and said, "oven syrup! That's not even a thing."
e_messily at 2016-10-17 14:34 (UTC) (Link)

oven syrup

that's what he thinks
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