Bits and Pieces July 7, 2008
I had a blog post in my head but it’s gone. I still have the urge to blog, though, and that should not be ignored, so here’s a rundown of the bits and pieces floating around in my head.
The cyst on my back: The actual removal was a small job and I’m not sure I really needed to be in a hospital for it, but I was. There was four and a half hours of waiting when I went from top of the list to bottom because I refused a general anesthetic. I managed to read all of Judith Lucy’s book in that time. I had a local anesthetic andlLess than hour after being wheeled off to the operating room I was back in my clothes, scoffing sandwiches and tea and waiting for my family to come and get me. I had a headache for the rest of the day due to going without food or tea for half a day and sitting in a hospital bed reading and watching telly with my head at an odd angle. Hospital beds are about the most uncomfortable things in the world.
I’ve been banned from reaching, pulling, lifting, etc. so I’ve been doing very little around the house. In the last couple of days I’ve started picking up the baby again because I miss holding her. There’s been very little pain from the incision, just a lot of itching from the adhesive dressing and the occasional sharp stab.
Other people’s houses: Thus far I’ve been into 3 of the other kinder committee members’ houses. One of them is exactly the same design as our house, just the other way around which was kind of disorienting. The one thing these houses had in common is that they were all much cleaner and tidier than mine. I’m working on not obsessing about this too much and telling myself that they all seemed a bit impersonal by comparison with our place.
School holidays: The holidays have been a welcome break from routine for all of us. Second term was a long one and became a grind. Mark has been working quite hard looking after us all during my ‘incapacity’, but I aiming to pick up more of the slack this week. We’ve slept in a bit most mornings and I’ve loved not having to fall out of bed and begin the battle to get two children fed, dressed and out of the house to kinder or childcare. By the end of the week, though, I’ll be happy to jump back into the routine for third term.
Okay, I think my head is empty now.
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