what a difference two years makes… today at lunch we walked to a Farmers’ Market and I carried a bag full of produce back to the office… back then I hadn’t been able to walk much or carry anything due to the size of the hernia…

it is two years to the day since I had surgery for cancer of the uterus and a very large hernia repair…

I was terrified because George wasn’t with me… he had died four months before and I was still trying to work through the whole being on my own thing…

I had set up a schedule so that I had people with me in the hospital and when I got home… only my younger daughter was able to be here and my sister-in-law came from Calgary…

my body does not deal well with drugs of any kind… when I came to after the surgery, I was high as a kite… but not in a good way… it took five or six hours to settle down… the pain meds kept me from sleeping and I was very hyper… twelve hours after the surgery I stopped taking all medication… it was easier to work through the pain than to deal with all of the side effects…

they made a large incision but it was less painful than the one from gall bladder surgery two years earlier, which was at an angle across my abdomen…

my nephew brought in his iPad and got a movie playing to try to help me sleep, but nothing worked… usually the tv works like a great sleeping pill for me, lol…

I have been so blessed with friends and family who have been looking after me since I have been on my own…