When the nurse handed me my lab slip I was terrified that if my blood work came back low/bad that my surgery would be canceled. I was obsessed. I looked over my copies of the good blood test results from November. How bad could they be in less than 6 weeks? I had been taking my supplements almost perfectly. Except for that one day that I left them on the counter. Was that 1 day of forgetfulness going to sabotage my surgery? Oh My how I stressed and obsessed.
I refused to even plan for my surgery with the exception of my 2 best friends and my husband. We figured that between the 3 of them they could cover the day of surgery (2 with me, 1 with kids) and that Tim would take a week off of work to take care of me. He submitted his time through FMLA, but told his boss it might get canceled if my blood work came back low. His time off was approved, and his boss was fine if he had to cancel it. All was ready.... well at least the kids were covered.
Friends tried to make plans with me for the week of the 30th and I made lame excuses. It wasn't that I cared if they knew I was having an abdominoplasty it was the fear of it getting canceled and me having to live that disappointment with an audience. I told my Mom and my kids. And I did tell 2 other close friends. But swore them to secrecy. And I explained that the surgery could still get canceled if my blood work was low/bad. My friend Amber told me I should be making freezer meals and planning for a long recovery. She even said she would help me. I couldn't commit to doing it. How could I face a freezer full of meals if the surgery got cancelled?
So instead I took down Christmas decorations and planned Kaleb's 12th Birthday party. A sleep over with 3 friends and Lazerquest with Dad. A fun chocolate cake to bake and decorate. Pizza, presents, Fun.
Tim, Kaleb & Jen
The whole crew!!!!
My Birthday Boy!
But inside... I was obsessed with blood tests that I had no control over. :(
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