Bumpy Road
Well Ladies yesterday I came out of hospital a little worse for wear. What happened to me was just 'one of those things'. Who would have seen it coming. To start with let me tell you I was born with a congenital heart condition, a hole in the heart no less. Well apparently my arteries are not quite where they are supposed to be - this could have been a birth defect or the result of my 'pioneer-operation procedure' back in 1959. As a result, I had 'complications' in surgery witht the insertion of the port - what should have taken 20 minutes or so, took a lot longer! I don't want to freak any one out with the details but my poor surgeon must have been in a panic to say the least. Lucky for me I was in 'La la land'. Any way I am back home now - with the port on one side and another scar on the other side - with all the operations I have had in the past and now breast cancer ops, I am looking like a 'patchwork doll'. Gee, and to think I will lose my hair soon - no doubt I will be scaring frail old ladies and small children no less! People tell me I am brave - good for them! I am glad they don't see me wanting to curl up into a ball and suck my thumb! Yes, I do feel scared, afraid and rather fragile - but I have a habit of sticking my chin out and trying to 'joke' about it - what else can you do? Can't cave in now, the road is bumpy, long and winding - that's the journey. I have one wish, and that is to see my kids, but they are spread all over the country and 'busy' - a lot of you know what I am talking about...and the grand children. Well that is something to strive for isn't it?! And strive I shall x x x