When I woke up at 6:09 this morning after a full 8 hours sleep, I went to the bathroom and as I was sitting there I looked down at my knees lol I had forgotten that the nurse had written on them in purple marker. A HUGE "NO" with a happy face in the "o" part and "YES please" staring me i?n the face, sigh ;-(
However, as a result, I have decided to start a new countdown, or p oferhaps I should say a countup?!? Things seem to be running a little out of sorts so welcome to: Day + 1 ;-D We'll see how long it takes them {meaning the Alberta or Capital Health group} to put this middle age woman back on the operating table when I am supposedly 1st on the reschedule list ;-/ hmmmm.
Ah, but everything happens for a reason, does it not??? I certainly believe so, even though at the moment it happened I couldnt for the life of me even discern the immediate one!?! I really, really, hate being blindsided like that, sigh, one would think that I would have learned my lesson from the 1st or even 2nd time but a 3rd?
Isn't this the part where I am suppose to come up with all the "good" reasons that it didnt happen yet. One of my best friends says they weren't ready for me to have my leg amputated. And though, I understand {kinda/sorta} where that is coming from; I WAS READY!!! {BIG sigh}
So with all these unattached, not sure whether to be emotional, thoughts rolling around in my head most of the day, I accomplished next to nothing before 4 pm ;-/
But from then til 6:30 I got off my keester and finished cleaning up from the party {rolls eyes} there is something about being a mother here, I am sure, you know, enabling my now adult children to not live up to their claims and/or responsibilities, sigh, well I am sorry for not wanting to look at or smell the mess that was still my (and my roommates) apartment and rather than complain like most people do, I just do it. It's me who it bothers so I may as well appease myself and all is good, until someone tries to give me shit for doing it ;-* anyway, we will not go there because I know they mean well, but walk the talk then k? or don't say things you cannot deliver on, you know what I mean? 'nuff said.
So I think my status says something now about calling the docs office which I did after realizing that they were not going to call me . . . . almost mind boggling isnt it? Definitely a very flawed system when it cannot even meet peoples basic needs {shakes head}They were not even open at 4:03 when I called. I guess when you are a doctor you can totally turn many peoples lives on their ear and not even bat an eye or even consider arrangements that may or may not have been made, nothing. . . . really, really sad and the boonies are looking better and better. Just wait till I am healed from this damn amputation, I outta here, I AM A STRONG PERSON AND I WILL SURVIVE ;-D My prosthesis breaks down? guess I really will be a peg leg lmao xo Peace!
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