Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Doughnut Day: Full Recovery




Favorite part of today so far:

Holding Lala's hand the whole way while we walked together to get doughnuts from our favorite local shop.





Olivia and I took our little walk together while Bry was getting ready this morning.
Then we brought our spoils back home and had family doughnut time.  :)





Daddy - coconut
Lala - chocolate frosting with sprinkles
Mommy - devil's food




Mmm.
I could eat so many.



Bryan scowled and told me not to take pictures of him eating doughnuts.
Deep inside, I didn't care.
I care about his feelings, of course.

But with everything I've been through lately, I care more about remembering the good in each day than I do about putting away the camera.



Olivia loves sprinkles.
Can't get enough of 'em.










She spent most of her time poking at and eating individual sprinkles.

Then she asked for a fork.
Poor, mutilated doughnut.

Then she lost interest.
How someone could lose interest in a doughnut with chocolate frosting and sprinkles I will never know.




That's okay, Lala.
Mommy will help you with that doughnut.  :)




I wanted to take a quick minute to say that now, almost a week after surgery and after an entire month spent feeling miserable on the couch, I am finally feeling back to normal.

It's a little emotional for me to talk about it.

I feel more choked up thinking back on the past month and having the gratitude of finally feeling healthy again wash over me than I did about everything that was going on.  That's the truth.

Yesterday was the first day in a month that I haven't felt totally miserable at some point during the day.

Today is the first day I've walked as far as the local doughnut shop in a month.

All month long I felt so sick.

One night after surgery as I laid on the couch feeling terrible, hurting every time I moved, and totally shot of all my energy and strength, I felt closer to death than I ever had before in my life.  It wasn't that I thought I was about to die.  But the thought, "I wonder if this is what it feels like to die?" crossed my mind.  And I decided then and there that I'd rather die quickly in some accident than after feeling sick and miserable for a long time.  Not that I hope that day will be anytime soon.  I hope it'll be a long, long way off.

This past month was hard.
And even though I wrote a funny, cheery post about surgery, recovery was hard.

It was harder than I anticipated.  But I decided I'd rather wait until I felt back to normal and update you all then instead of bringing you all along on the crazy roller coaster I was on.

I am still experiencing a little bit of pain in that same weird place where I was having trouble before surgery, but other than that I think it's safe to say that I am back to normal.  And I have high hopes that that odd pain will go away soon too.



Today has been such a day of gratitude for me.

I get to stay home with my sweet girl.
I can walk down to the local doughnut shop and back.
I get to hold my little girl's hand and gab with her about doughnuts and all the things we see.
I get to spend time with my husband.


I'm off the couch.
I get to be me again.
I'm so grateful for that.



4 comments:

Amanda said...

So glad that you are really, actually feeling better now!

But you made me want to go get some dougnuts something terrible! :)

Polly @ Helping Little Hands said...

So glad you're feeling better! Nothing like being sick to be grateful for the normal days.

Whitney said...

Okay, you just made me REALLY hungry :). I am glad that things are on the up and up for you! Being sick like that definitely makes you really appreciate feeling well, that's for sure.

Emily said...

YAY for yummy doughnuts and feeling better! :) I hope today was just as good! Love you and miss you!