I had a shower. Finally. But that’s as far as I’ve got. I have no energy. All I do is sit here, lay here but it doesn’t make me want to blog or surf the net or do anything. I just feel so weak. I don’t know whats going on in the outside world but I like it because I am just to damn tired to care. I’m getting better very slowly. Exhausted is the one word I keep repeating to myself. My God I had no idea how many things you do in a day involve the use of neck muscles.

When I feel more rested I will re-tell my experience of the hospital and days following. For now a short post to update the world that I am alive, slowly inching my way back to normalcy, and ever so much yearning for yet another nap. I haven’t seen the incision yet because its still all bandaged up but they pretty much placed it in the perfect position and I’m pretty sure I got to keep all three of my freckles. Its the small things like that that excite me. Once everything heals and I can once again lift my head with out straining every muscle in my neck, I think I will be left with a pretty cool scar.

And for those who wondered – Stitched or Staples…I got neither. Stitches underneith the skin to hold all the muscles together and stereo strips on top. Nice and simple.

Ok I’ve only been awak for 4 hours but I need a nap.

I don’t know if you can see the lump or not. Its basically where my three freckles are. I love those freckles. It will be sad to see them go.

OK I am leaving in an hour. I need to go pack. I am stealing Chads Blackberry so I might be online later today if I feel OK and need to waste time while I lay in a hospital bed all bored.

I wonder if I will get staples or stitches….

I had two dinners tonight.

My mom called and asked if I wanted to come for dinner, she had made extra and said I could have it. I had planned to work late as there was stuff I wanted to get done and I knew Chad wasn’t coming home until later to so at first I declinded. Then I realized that I probably could fit in everything so thats what I did.

I finished what I could then left at 5 to go eat dinner at Moms, then I headed home and made a late dinner for Chad and I. Just a simple home made Pesto Pasta. I can’t eat anything tomorrow so I might as well stuff myself today. It is Fat Tuesday after all!

I began to stress out this morning because of all I had to do at work today. I had to train my supervisor, which you would think is backwards because she should know all the procedures that I do, but at the time she came into the company there was a lot of other things she had to take over and never got the chance to learn all the stuff I do. That and I’ve never been away for more then a week so she hasn’t had to take over so much of my job. Today was productive though which was really good and she ended up helping me out a lot.

The Boss then pulled me aside and told me not to stress out about stuff and that if I didn’t get everything done today it wasn’t the end of the world. She told me to relax and to do what I needed for myself. She said if there was anything I wanted to work on at home to make up some hours I could, as well I could pick up some Saturday shifts if I wanted to. She gave me a hug when I left and actually started to tear up. Its cute that she thinks of us girls as her daughters and worries about us. Everyone was in a very loving mood today. I guess you realize how much someone means to you when all of a sudden they are about to go through something serious and won’t be around for a while. It definitely made me feel special.

I’ve been surprisingly positive today. It seems that everyone around me is more worried about this whole thing I am. Everyone keeps wishing me good luck and telling me everything is going to be ok. I think a part of me is actually looking forward to the experience. I know that sounds weird, but because I know things will be ok and its not the most serious of surgeries I can focus on other things. Experiences help you grow as a person and make you wiser so I just look at this as something to go through in life. Chad thinks I’m just putting on my tough girl face,  and I know that I partially am, but I really am not as sacred as I thought I would be. Maybe tomorrow morning will be another story.

But I’m not going to lie, I am looking forward to having an excuse to stay home and relax.

I’ll be heading to the hospital tomorrow at lunch so I will post before I leave.

Yes so I was going to post but now I have no time. I am rushed with stuff I have to do before Wednesday and now its hit Full Speed Ahead. Everything was fine and dandy until 75 rolls of fabric decided to be deliverd to the warehouse and I have no paper work for it and they want to recieve it by tomorrow. So now I have to do that on top of everything I have to do in preperation for my departure tomorrow. UGH. Slightly stressful but now I am hyped up with energy.

Ok so I really can’t talk, too much to do.

The Pre-Admissions clinic today was good. It ended up being shorter then I though and basically was just a review of whats going to happen on Wednesday. Only problem was that I couldn’t find parking and by the time I did I was running late so I ran to the office and when they went to take my heart beat and blood pressure everything was through the roof because I hoofed it to the office and my heart was racing and I couldn’t breath because I was freaking out about being late so I had to wait and calm down before they tested me again. I am such a nut.

That was my only story of the day.

I need to cost 5 things and then some how start on the organization of 75 rolls of fabric that I know nothing about.

Thank God it is Taco night.

Wednesday. 2:30 pm. Surgery Time Bitches.

This is what dinner looked like last night. You mix Mayo, Dijon Mustard. Garlic, & Thyme into a dressing. Get some chicken and a bunch of veggies. Put them in a baking pan. Slather on the dressing and bake! I added some bacon and chives once it was done. So good! The chicken dried out quickly though so I think the next time I am going to cut it into strips or something.

Ha. I forgot to blog today. Now I have half an hour to do it. Well technically I don’t but I only ever really blog when I am at work which is why I only have 30 minutes to do so. I’m waiting for Alicia to edit some pictures so I can post them. I don’t know if I will actually get to them today but if not tomorrow.

I am so stuffed from lunch. SO STUFFED. And Chad is at home whining about how hungry he is. Poor baby.

Got a call from the ‘Ospital today. They need me to come in on Monday for a Pre-Admissions Clinic. Not sure what thats all about. I guess basically to get me ready for surgery and to make sure I have all my tests done. It actually sounds like a good idea because I will be able to understand whats going to happen and ask questions and stuff.

I’ve got to organize my Ipod this weekend so that I got it ready for Wednesday.

Only two more days of work left. That went by fast. I gotta organize a  bunch of stuff there too for when I am gone. Monday and Tuesday are going to be busy.

I don’t get paid for all of the time I am taking off for the surgery which is ok and I figured as much. I won’t be missing too many days, but I did come up with a project that I can do from home so I can make up hours doing that. Its going to take me a long time to actually finish it all which is good. It’ll give me something to do when I’m bored and put some extra money in my pocket.

Ok it’s 5:00. I am heading home. ITS THE FRIGGIN WEEKEND!!!

The warm sun is shinning in this giant window and is making me feel so cozy and sleepy. Had a restless sleep last night that was brought on by Chad wanting to snuggle as close to me as possible while snoring in my face and breathing his sick germs all over me. I didn’t want to wake him as I knew he had had bad sleeps all week long, so the fact that he was actually passed out made me think twice about harassing him. But its fine, I rather enjoy playing the Martyr.

Tonight he is at a promotion party for one of his co-works. I think the plan is to sit in a room and drink beer and eat pizza with head honchos and big wigs. Maybe one day Chad will be a big wig.

Tonight I am going to make some sort of creamy chicken and potato and veggie explosion for one. I am so looking forward to it, I just hope my stomach can handle it.

I drowned myself in Sudafed last night and felt much better this morning. I’m still feeling weak and congested in my chest but my head has completely cleared up. It is wonderful to not blow your nose every three seconds.

I think I should do some laundry tonight so that I don’t have to spend my entire Saturday doing it. I should probably wash our germ infested sheets. Ew. Oh but crap, I wonder how much change we have. Humm. That might prevent my plan.

Got a call from the In-Laws last night. They want to come to Italy with us next year, along with my parentals. Should be an interesting experience. I know each of us wants to do our own thing while we are there, but it will be fun to have the company and tour parts together. We’ll have to start planning the trip in the Summer, get all our dates in order and stuff. I think we are planning to go in September of 2010. Should be perfect timing. I can not wait. I am going to blog the whole trip.

Tomorrow is Friday and that makes me happy.

Oh yea Alicia, remid me to tell you about all the new hot stores that are going into Metrotown. Its a secret but I found out and shall pass it on to you.

So much more sick then I was yesterday.

Current status – Nose is plugged and head is fuzzy, as well, I have a stomach ache.

This is not good.

This is not good because a week today I have to go for surgery.

They phoned me yesterday and told me the date. I have a week to prepare. The only catch is if I am sick they can’t operate. And guess what. I am sick.

On top of that Chad is sick. Us and our sickness keep eachother up during the night. This means neither of us get a good nights sleep. This means I am miserable.

But yes, surgery.

I go in next Wednesday. I don’t know what time yet. I only know I will be staying over one night and then will need to have someone take care of me 24/7 for a few days following. I’ve booked a week and a half off of work and hopefully won’t need any more time then that.

I got to admit that I am looking forward to the relaxing aspect of it, but not looking forward to the pain aspect.

The thought of sleeping over at the hospital also creeps me out. I might just revert back to a 12 year old and need to bring my blanky and a stuffed animal with me.

I am serious.

I’m not scared thinking about it now, but I know, come Tuesday night, I will probably start to panic.

Do I have to pack for this? What the hell should I bring? I DON’T EVEN KNOW.

I guess I got time to figure it all out.

At least I have a date.

One week until D day.

Or should I say ‘Have a lump cut off of your thyroid and throat day’. YAY!