Showing posts from July, 2013

Three Weeks Post-Op

Yesterday marked three weeks post-op. Every single day I have little moments of frustration and discouragement that I'm not already at 100%. In consulting with the doctor, I'm actually exactly where I should be. My oft-repeated phrase over the last week is "Patience is a virtue, but it's not mine." I'm not really in any pain, except for moments when I'm laying down and then go to get up by using my stomach muscles instead of rolling to the side and using my arms. Ouch. I'm taking it very, very easy and I confess that I'm feeling quite restless and bored (shh, don't tell the boys, bored is a dirty word in our household). We've had a crazy record-breaking high heat streak here in Shanghai, so I've not gone outside in daylight at all. Each night after the boys are in bed, Michael and I take the dog for a stroll around the garden downstairs to gently build up my strength. Last night it cooled all the way down to 99F (that's sarcasm fol…

Fifty-eight and Five

Happy 58th Birthday to the original Happiest Place on Earth, Disneyland!  Here's my friend Autumn and I, celebrating Disneyland's 40th birthday. Whoa, a lot of life has happened in the last 18 years!
And Happy 5th Birthday to my blog! (Or at least my first blog, which has been migrated here under My Wandering Life). It certainly looks a lot different today than it did back then! It started as Boy Wonder, and was strictly about the boys. And then when we moved to Macau, I changed it to Wandering Macau. And then when we left Macau, we picked a name that would better reflect our life regardless of where we ended up roaming, My Wandering Life. Five years. What a crazy journey! In the beginning, I had three readers - my parents and my friend Rachel Davis. They still read it (Hi!), but now I have so many more people along for the ride, most of whom I've never met (Welcome! Stay awhile!). Thank you to each and every one of you for coming along on this journey. I'm so glad you…

In Sickness and in Health

When Michael and I got married, I wasn't really all that concerned with the vows. I just wanted to start our life together as husband and wife. I know so many couples are all about the vows, however. They write their own and struggle with finding just the right words. We were married by the chaplain at the Los Angeles Police Academy, and we used one of his ceremonies. Really the only thing we were adamant about was choosing to honor rather than obey. I don't even have a copy of our vows (or maybe I do... somewhere) but I do know that one common phrase has to do with promising to stay together through thick and thin, good times and bad, and in particular, through both sickness and health.
Shortly after our marriage, we came across a book (or maybe it was an article?) that proposed the best way to a happy marriage was to give 100%. Not she giving 50% and he giving 50%, meeting in the middle to make up 100%. But each person giving and doing 100%, not worrying about whether the …

Home again

Hey everyone, I'm back home after a successful surgery one week ago today. There was good news all around. Due to my awesome surgeon's mad skillz, I got to keep both ovaries and she was able to do the entire surgery via laparoscopy, ultimately giving me four dime-sized scars instead of a big vertical slash. Also, I was totally off pain meds just hours after the surgery (it was making me vomit), though I went 24 hours believing that I wasn't feeling pain only because I was hopped up on drugs. Yes, I'm very tender and sore, but honestly this is nothing compared to the pain I had every day prior to the surgery. So many people emailed me, texted me, and sent messages via Facebook saying they'd had the same surgery and it was the best thing they'd ever done. I know I'm just a week out, but initial results have me making the same claim.

The hospital stay, on the other hand, was absolutely crazy. I have a journaling app on my phone, and every time I had a This is…


Hmm. Remember when I said I was promised a couple of days away with lots of solitude to just write? Life has interrupted and I'm getting something a little different.

I'm faced with something not so easy to just drop in this space, where I normally share my life with a breezy tone and light comedy to defuse the hardships. In fact, I've written and re-written this post four times already, debating on what to share, how much to share, and what is too much to share. I'm going to channel Sgt. Joe Friday here... Just the facts, Ma'am.

Tomorrow morning, July 2, at 8:00 a.m. I'll be checking into my local hospital here in Shanghai for two days of tests. On Thursday, July 4, time yet to be determined, I'll be having a total abdominal hysterectomy and removal of my left ovary, which will remove an irregular (though non-cancerous) fist-sized mass growing through my uterine muscle and a smaller endometrioma (type of cyst) in the ovary. These two things have been caus…