So...April 24th is THE day. The day of my hip replacement. Some of you already know this but I'm writing it down anyway. Because that's what I do. The nurse called and she just kept saying, "CONGRATULATIONS!! CONGRATULATIONS!!" Umm. Is there a party going on that I don't know about? Did I win the lottery and I just don't remember buying a damn ticket? *sigh* I realize that she thinks that this is a "new beginning" for me. And it is. A very freaking scary one. I'm very freaking scared. April 24th is looming dangerously close. But at least I have more than ONE week to prepare myself mentally. CAN you prepare yourself mentally for something so life altering? The other night I had a dream that I woke up in the hospital bed and they had put the new hip in the wrong leg. Granted, that leg will need a new hip eventually anyway, but I felt so angry and helpless. And the fact that I knew they had to take me right back into surgery to put a new hip in the CORRECT leg just about sent me over the "panic" ledge of the Grand Canyon of panic attacks. Needless to say, as Mom put it, if that really DID happen, BOTH of my legs would be fixed and we would own the hospital. But still. This just shows how anxious I am at this point. I hate to see how I am a week before the actual surgery.
So, anyway...that's what's happening with that. I have to go 28 days before my surgery to give my first unit of blood. There's been a bit of "confusion" with that. I say that in quotes because when I say "confusion," I mean that the Dr. Warmth and Charm is a complete IDIOT and has no idea what he's doing. When I left the clinic he had told me that I can just "walk in" to the blood bank and they would just "know what to do with you." Well, thank goodness that that sounded weird to me, and I CALLED the place. They told me that I needed a PRESCRIPTION from Dr. Genius with EXACT instructions on what to do, and then I'd have to HOPE I could get an appointment on the date I needed before my surgery. *sigh again* So, I put a call in to Dr. Always Accommodating and left him a message telling him what I need. He has yet to call me back. Go figure. So we will see if this affects my surgery date. It sure as hell better not.
Love to all as always!
~*MareBear*~
1 comment:
A private jet would be the bomb but like you said I would need drugs. That or Dr. Charming would have to accompany me to keep me knocked out the entire flight lol..seriously sweetie you will do fine. I'll do everything in my power to make sure you are taken care of while I'm there. I'm not going to tell you to not be nervous because that would be like telling a mime to talk. But, try and focus on all the positive things that will come from this and know that we all will help you through this.
Love you bunches!
D
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