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Rainy Days and Mondays..
March 8th, 2011, 6:21 PM | 
Author: I know, yesterday was Monday but it rained and it got me down. To start my day; I was awakened by a call from surgery at my hospital to inform me that my surgery has been changed from Thursday to the following Monday. Four days isn’t so bad, right? Well in a normal life it wouldn’t be but in mine it was very nearly a devastating move.
Kylearyn has a two week vacation leave ready. It was scheduled to start this Wednesday. After that two weeks is up, the only option is to cross over into an unpaid (or perhaps sparsely paid, I’m not sure how his company works) stress leave type of arrangement. Every day lost is a day we pay dearly for in the end because I might be in the hospital up to two weeks and possibly more if there are any complications. Each day over his vacation leave is a danger. There is no one in the city who can care for Yasha while he’s working or I’m laid up in hospital. Four days can be a lot. I was pretty upset.
Eventually we got it worked out. Thankfully his company has known this was coming for quite some time. They allowed him to rearrange his leave and that’s all settled, here’s hoping I’m home and mostly back on my feet in short order.
So then the texts are coming in. My best grrl is in the ER with some serious pain. All day they tossed her from department to department and finally near suppertime they let her go home only to call her back a short few hours later. She goes back up and they leave her sit in the waiting room for hours after they’d promised that everything was all ready for her to begin with. Eventually they told her that they’d be calling her for surgery anywhere in the next 7-30 days. She had what looked like an ovarian cyst and it was pretty nasty. The size of a 20 week fetus. The size of a fist. Scary shit. The sent her home.
Early this morning she was rushed back up with extreme pain and it took them many more hours to determine that the cyst had ruptured and they’re going to keep her at least for the night to watch over her. I suppose its good, if they’d had to operate she was most likely losing her ovaries. They told her they’d try to save one if they could. I don’t really know why. Now they’re just watching for infection and they’ve got her jacked to the gills on pain meds and IV antibiotics.
I’m scared but chica is made of nails. She’ll be fine, I’m certain. I still didn’t sleep well last night, I kept dreaming that I’d lost her and couldn’t find her and there were people talking at me but it was jumbled and I couldn’t figure out what they were saying. I just kept crying and trying to find her..
What the fuck kind of start to the week is this? BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH! Goddamn. I’m going to bloody well hide through that shit, the leadup is already damned hell.
Ya know, when I promised her that 2011 was gonna be unforgettable for us–this isn’t quite what I had in mind.
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the night is always darkest before the dawn, hon. everybody’s in flux right now, going through massive changes. every single person i know is in a personal state of upheaval. some good, some bad, but all in the belief that the other side will be the life they always dreamed of. mine is coming. i can feel it. i’m actually on the verge of something bigger than i ever could have imagined. your day is coming, too. i can feel that as well. you will breeze through your surgery, recover in record time, and live pain free, eating whatever you like for a long, long time.
you’re always in my thoughts, girl.
stay beautiful!
peace
sb
xoxo
Tragic Reply:
March 9th, 2011 at 3:59 PM
@slimblue, I hope you’re right ma’am. I hope all this mess gets straight and everyone is better and stronger after all of this.. TGrrl and I made a vow; if we get through this spring in one piece--we’re going together to get matching theater masks tattooed on the inside of our wrists.. It’s an odd but sweet story for us and those masks but I think I’ll save that until we get them done
Well, just as the bark is sometimes worse than the bite, maybe the lead-in to the Ides will be worse than the actual day. I’m guessing that Tgrrrl’s doctors don’t want to take out any future capabilities unless they really have to. I know that it’s a stressor that you don’t need, right now, but from what you say here, she’s in good hands. Moreover, Kylearyn’s employer has adjusted the leave schedule, so everything is set.
They didn’t give you a reason for pushing the date back, did they?
Tragic Reply:
March 9th, 2011 at 3:51 PM
@X. Dell, after I’m out of the hospital and in the clear, I’ll tell you the whole truth about how they treated her this week, its deplorable and utterly reprehensible. I can’t risk saying anything too detailed right now or I won’t get out of that fucking place, you have to trust me.. In any case, in regards to my surgery being delayed: ‘Things are out of control’
Published Monday March 7th, 2011 --Telegraph Journal, SJ and it’s getting worse. There’s so much more to it but this starts to explain a bit..