Well, Would You Look At That, I've Gone And Done It

Well,  I just had an entire post written and then it disappeared.

Percocet and blogging = not a good mixture. 

After one night in the hospital,  I am home and learning how to be dependent on someone else for everything.   I can manage to use the restroom on my own...so there are small victories. 

Tim is the greatest and I've already apologized about 1 million times for being an inconvenience, because that's what girls do when we are being an inconvenience.   I wish that weren't true  but I am a chronic apologizer.

I got to shower yesterday which was nice.   Tim doesn't really know how to wash long girl hair,  so we are going for the grunge look until further notice.   The 90's are back,  right!?  I'll just be over here wearing oversized flannel,  doc martens,  and perfecting the bedhead look.

I still haven't pooped which is kind of shitty.

I walked out of the hospital on Tuesday with replacement boobs.  Foobs.  Dr.  Masters was able to perform direct to implant reconstruction.  This means no expanders,  only two drains instead of four, and generally less recovery time.  Woohoo!!  Also,  it should be known that I kept making the joke that Tim bought me fake tits for my 31st birthday.   I'm classy. 

I can't really do too much for myself except go to the restroom so it is quite frustrating to be dependent on someone else for food,  water,  laundry,  and who is going to keep the dirty dishes from piling up in the sink!?!   I can already tell you that I am thankful of the KonMari Method and how I was able to organize a large portion of my daily needs so they are easy to find and navigate.  

I'm already bored for television but I can't quite read yet.  And I can't reach across a table for a puzzle, so then I just fall asleep. 

I know that all of this discomfort and independence on others is a short term situation and I am already so thankful for the opportunity to take such a huge proactive step in stopping the cycle of breast cancer in my family.  

So,  until I can really formulate complete blog structure and thoughts, I bid you goodnight and swear to not answer any work emails while heavily medicated.

Let's take this one day at a time!