Monday, May 4, 2009


I made it home from my surgery and I'm doing really well. I'm tired, but that's to be expected I suppose. A huge huge thanks to Kate for watching my little ones while I was gone, and also to Crystal for picking me up from the hospital. You guys are awesome, thanks! And thanks to everyone that offered help in a lot of different ways. It means a lot to me, and I really appreciate it.
I guess I need to clarify what kind of surgery it was. I didn't write about it before because it really wasn't a big deal and it didn't occur to me. I just had a cyst removed, and the only reason it was surgery in the hospital instead of a quicky at the doctors office is because it was by some facial nerves and the surgeon was just being really careful. See, not a big deal at all.
Anyway, thanks again to everyone. I'm very thankful that we live in such a good place with such good friends. We are really going to miss everyone.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

An apple a day...

Keeps the doctor away! Maybe I should have eaten more apples. I am having surgery on Monday morning and I'm posting this so no one can say, "Why didn't you tell me?!" Okay, so I'm probably the only person to whine about not being told stuff, but I'm just covering all my bases.
Dan is going to be gone on Monday and the surgery is at the Moscow hospital. I admit, that is what I'm most nervous about. I'm not entirely sure where the hospital is, and I'm not entirely sure what my surgeons name is. I realize these are two rather important things to know, but I'm a little bitter about this whole thing. I'm also very nervous for my babysitter. Cole still won't take a bottle, and she'll have my kids until they let me come home. I feel really bad for her, but very much appreciate that she is willing to help me out!
I'm trying to explain to the kids what is going to happen, but they just don't get it...and they really shouldn't have to so there you go.
We are busy packing up everything, and it's really getting on my nerves. Nothing is clean and it's really annoying to me. The poor kids are bored because I packed up all their toys except for a few and so they are getting into things that they shouldn't, and that makeds me upset as well. Sigh, it will all be over in a week and a day...but who's keeping track?! :) But I'm determined to have everything packed up so when people come to help us move it is fast and slightly less painful than it could be. I'm really itching to deep clean, but I can't until I surface clean, and I can't until everything is packed up...and by then I'll not be in the mood to clean at all. I admit it is a weird state for me to be in in the first place.