Follow up...

The person mentioned in the beginning of this previous post now has better options. Sitting on a pillow. We call it the outboard muffler...(this did make the wife cry in pain AND laughter)

In other topics and conversations (somewhat related) - the following occurred this week...

Middle: WHAT IS THAT SMELL?!?!?!?!
Youngest: (Giggles)

Laughter is the best medicine, right?

Greeting card folly

I have received many fun, sweet, endearing, hysterical greeting cards to help me heal. I love them all and truely appreciate the sentiments. Here is an example of one of the cards: "Not feeling well?" Inside: "Try farting.....always makes me feel better!" Ok, humorous, especially if you know who it came from, however......my son comes home from school yesterday with the sad story of one of the little girls in his class being out for foot surgery. So of course the class all makes cards for her to cheer her while out of school.....get where I'm going with this?! Thank God he ran it past his teacher before he wrote it out!!! I'm sure my son supplied her family with great dinner conversation last night. Can't wait for conferences!!

Difficult to heal

As most of you know, I am at home recovering from a hysterectomy. I am currently 2 weeks post op. Doing well for the most part, however, I have noticed some problems. I live with a very comedic family, and they think it's fun to make mom laugh, excecpt it hurts like hell to laugh right now. To most people this would mean to lay off the comedy, but not in my family. My mom has so graciously come down from MI to help us out for 3 week, God bless her. HOWEVER.....adding her to the mix just makes the belly laughs worse. It has been slightly better this week due to my hubby being away with work. The kids are bad about making poor sliced open mom laugh, but my mom and hubby are the worst! Alas, the hubby comes home today, which I am happy for, just give me a pillow to hug.

Happy Birthday...

Yesterday was a busy day, what with removal from the hospital and birthday proceedings and the like.

Yesterday you see, was the wife's 34th birthday - in all her surgery recovering glory. You may recall, at last count, she was back in the hospital; this, from not listening to me (of course). I told her she needed to start taking the crack cocaine at least 3 weeks prior to surgery. Instead, she doesn't listen and ends up having a reaction to her medication. Thankfully, it was minor and she was able to come home early yesterday and enjoy her birthday at home. I suggested next year if she wanted to be away from home for her birthday, we should at least do it somewhere nice - NOT a hospital.

Setbacks and outboard motors...

Person 1: You people are making me (long, drawn out gaseous burst) sick...

This, done as I'm walking into a room with two entrances, and of course, I'm on the side closest to this "outburst". As a result, I stop and walk to the other entrance. When asked about my abrupt change in direction, the answer was:

I was afraid of the Evenrude...

Unfortunately, this wasn't a good thing for the wife.

In other notes, the wife had some medication setbacks. She was very sick last night due to her meds, and is back in the hospital for observation. Now, I always knew this would happen, but I always thought it would be for psychological observation.

She is doing well and resting comfortably and is expected home in the morning. Honestly, I think she just likes the cooking in the hospital better than mine...