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Waking up from the surgery was just weird. Even though it must have been sometime in the early afternoon, it felt like night. The recovery ward was dim, curtains pulled around me on three sides, and there was a woman … Continue reading
This post has been sitting in my Drafts folder for almost exactly two months. Guess what? I have *SO* not wanted to think about this. More than I realized. But two months is enough, and I’ve been feeling really great … Continue reading
I’m kind of wondering how long I’ll drag this out before I get to the traumatic part. I mean that medically, the acute bleeding, coding part. It’s coming soon! I promise! Bleah. Anyway. The plan became one more ultrasound, then … Continue reading
This may be difficult for some people to read. It’s about religion and the A word. But it’s an integral part of what happened to me, I can’t ignore it. I had chosen a hospital and OB practice that had midwives … Continue reading
My second night in the hospital I bled again, which meant that things were getting worse instead of staying stable. The situation was complicated by two things: the fact that I was in a Catholic hospital, and the fact that the … Continue reading
The ultrasound the next morning was sort of what I would have expected, if I had expected anything. The hear rate was right on target, and the little critter was wiggly. The doc and tech thought they saw tons of … Continue reading