Okay, I'll tell you.
Today is March 4th! And that means that it's been exactly 4 months since my surgery.
That in itself isn't a very big deal, I know that. However, today also marks the 4 months during which I haven't had a panic attack, or been too sick to my stomach to leave my bed. And that, is kind of a ginormous deal.
Ps. My ex used to lecture me every time I'd say 'ginormous', because it's not a real word, but two different words mashed together...and YET, spell check recognizes it! Now I feel even more triumphant.
I haven't had to refill my Ativan prescription since before surgery, I haven't had to call in sick or cancel plans because I was in too much pain, and I haven't had to beg the question, 'why me?' (Okay, that's a lie, I still wonder that once a month for 5-7 days.) It's NEARLY hard to believe that I used me be impressed if I could go 4 hours without feeling like I was dying. 4 months! And soon it will be 4 years!
Yay me! And thank you, to the doctor who finally decided to take my word for it, and eventually fix me. And thank you to my family who keeps me strong, friends who keep me pleasently distracted, and a boyfriend who keeps me so happy!
Thanks to these last 4 months, after the past 5 years, it may finally be safe to say, Princess Georgia might win this one.
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