My celebrity look-alikes... courtesy http://www.myheritage.com/. What a hoot!!
Friday, June 15, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Don't See Me!
That's what Kassia says when she wants you to leave her alone. Usually this occurs when she's going to hide somewhere to do poops... But I digress.
My brain is in useless mode, which is never good, but especially bad right now as it's my last week before I have hip replacement surgery on Monday and I have a terrifying amount of work to get done before Friday. For anyone who reads my too-infrequent journal entries, that's why they've become even more infrequent lately. I just can't concentrate. All I can think about is the operation. I'm afraid of the whole thing. The pain, the indignity -- all of it. I'm afraid that my daughter won't understand why Mimi can't pick her up or play with her for a while and I'm afraid I'll hurt myself by trying to do too much too soon. I'm afraid my husband will have too much on his plate while I'm laid up. I'm afraid my boss will call every day wondering when I'll be well enough to work from home. Mostly I'm afraid that needing this operation in the first place means that I really am old.
Maybe that's the crux of the matter right there.
I still have so much to do before I can let myself get old. I have to stay in one piece until Kassia can take care of herself, but I can't remember what it feels like to have the kind of energy it takes to do all that. I wish I wasn't so tired.I know I have to think positively. But that takes energy too.
Ok. Moan over.
PS - For the curious... here's what they're doing http://www.zimmer.com/z/ctl/op/global/action/1/id/528/template/PC/navid/127
My brain is in useless mode, which is never good, but especially bad right now as it's my last week before I have hip replacement surgery on Monday and I have a terrifying amount of work to get done before Friday. For anyone who reads my too-infrequent journal entries, that's why they've become even more infrequent lately. I just can't concentrate. All I can think about is the operation. I'm afraid of the whole thing. The pain, the indignity -- all of it. I'm afraid that my daughter won't understand why Mimi can't pick her up or play with her for a while and I'm afraid I'll hurt myself by trying to do too much too soon. I'm afraid my husband will have too much on his plate while I'm laid up. I'm afraid my boss will call every day wondering when I'll be well enough to work from home. Mostly I'm afraid that needing this operation in the first place means that I really am old.
Maybe that's the crux of the matter right there.
I still have so much to do before I can let myself get old. I have to stay in one piece until Kassia can take care of herself, but I can't remember what it feels like to have the kind of energy it takes to do all that. I wish I wasn't so tired.I know I have to think positively. But that takes energy too.
Ok. Moan over.
PS - For the curious... here's what they're doing http://www.zimmer.com/z/ctl/op/global/action/1/id/528/template/PC/navid/127
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