The time has come… my reversal surgery is tomorrow!
My friend the Bag has been around for a while now… 68 days, to be exact… or 10 weeks, or 2 and a half months… however you want to put it! But now it’s time to say goodbye… and I can’t say I’m too broken up about it!
Since coming home from the first surgery, the bag:
::emptied 5-7 times a day, 2 times a night
::leaked 12 times
::changed 22 times
:: exploded 1 time
:: was available with a few different options to experiment with, with good and bad results… one-piece or two-piece systems, with or without paste, barrier rings, powders and ointments for irritated skin
And during the bag’s stay, this is what I’ve done:
:: organized and decorated apartment (with Mom’s help!)
:: reduced photo albums, and digitilized prints (3 albums down, 3 to go)
:: pieced one quilt top
:: read 16 books
:: cross-stitched 3 Christmas ornaments
:: hosted my first blog giveaway with quilted drink coasters
:: watched 5 seasons of Friday Night Lights, 3 seasons of Arrested Development, and 1 season of The IT Crowd
:: ate out at a restaurant 5 times
:: used approx. 12 tubs of baby wipes
:: worn 10 dresses in rotation (2 recently acquired)
:: blogged 43 times
:: spent lots of time with myself (I thought I would drive myself crazy, but I’ve discovered that I can entertain myself pretty well… a pleasant discovery!)
Mom is flying here to SF to stay again, and I’m hoping the surgery and recovery will be much easier this time around. Maybe we will even be able to see some sights around the city, with my mobility restored. I’m trying not to be nervous about the surgery and concentrate on the future, now that it is finally here.
Mostly, I am so ready to say, “Goodbye, Bag!”