Saying Goodbye...

For those of you who didn't get to say your last goodbyes, I apologize. It just got to the point where I couldn't take care of her anymore. Saying goodbye was hard, but I know she is in a better place now. I am still dealing with the loss but I know we are never given anything we can't handle so that always offers some comfort. For those of you who don't know, I underwent my 3rd (yes you heard it right) bunionectomy. It kind of nice to get the third surgery, which is usually reserved for women over the age of 75, out of the way at the ripe ol' age of 25. I took a picture of what we were dealing with right before I left for the hospital. This was the last time I saw her...alive. This is a close up of the beaut, I have no idea why my dad gave me the nickname of "Fred Flinstone Foot." Honestly, my mom has the prettiest feet you have ever seen, I am so glad I got those genes. As you can see I already have about a 6 inch incision going. Light at the end of the rainbow, they used the same incision. I was actually thinking about when I had my first surgery, I was only in 8th grade. I didn't want to use the word bunion to describe my "problem" so I came up with creative ways to describe my problem. I used to talk about how I had a collapsing arche and so it shifted the bones around. Pretty creative right? All was going fine until Wes Berge told everyone that it was called a bunion....and his grandma had the same thing going on.

I don't know if it's just me, but I think I look really good in the hospital gown. Super flattering. Here I am modeling my IV because this was the part I was most nervous about. I have a SEVERE fear of needles. Part of the problem is the fact that I have the worst veins, they are impossible to find. Thanks Mom for passing those on...instead of the pretty feet. When I went to get my blood tested before the surgery I completely passed out in the nurse's station. Like, eyes rolling back in my head, the whole bit. But I didn't even flinch, thanks Trudy, you did a great job!Here's my little home nurse Lisa. She has been the biggest help and has been at my beck and call since the surgery. She took the whole day off of work so she could be with me after the surgery. I really don't know what I would have done without her this week. Who could have asked for a better best friend? Some sweet things she has done: stocked the house with Popsicles because that is all I will eat, create a med chart so we know when I need to take my medicine, walks me to and from the bathroom about 10 times a day, keeps my water and ice packs nice and cold, falls asleep downstairs on the couch so if I need her I can just tap her, and took me on a drive to get me out of the house to give me a boost. I sure love you Lisa, thank you so much!Last night on the drive I asked Lisa to take me to Smiths. Now, I don't know about you but I have ALWAYS wanted to ride around in one of these "Mart Karts". My dream finally came true! I think its one of those things that is fun until you actually have to be in it. I felt pretty stupid because I felt like people thought I was faking. Yeah sir, I put on a sweatsuit, washed off all my makeup, undid my hair, wrapped up my foot and put on this ugly shoe just so I wouldn't have to walk my own butt around. It was nice to find things that are on lower shelves because they were at eye level. I am serious, I have been trying to find these gingersnaps from when I was a kid and I have combed the cookie aisle trying to find them and I never have. Thanks to the mart kart I found them last night....they were at eye level.

I am really looking forward to the day when I am up and at em but I am doing just fine. I am so lucky to have such great family and friends who have taken such good care of me. They have done everything from cooking, cleaning, and doing my laundry. You guys are the best! And maybe its just the bunion talking but its nice to finally get my daily dose of Matlock. Luckily, my manager just showed up to rip out the counter tops....awesome! But luckily, they are going to be done on Friday....