It was a big deal and I was going to need all the help I could get so I called in the big guns; my mother. She lived with me as I recovered for several weeks and I got to go through every mile stone with her (hopefully more to soon come).
Here is what the inside of me looks like
Sweet, right?
I was on painkillers for five days before deciding I would rather deal with the pain than the migraines, looking back that was a terrible ideas but I hate the feeling of being drugged. It makes me feel weak and vulnerable.
I stayed in the hospital overnight, yes with my lovely mother by my side. I also had a visit from my little sister Mollie and she brought me these:
Flowers are one of my very favorite things in the world, they make any situation better to me.
I recall that place having the best hospital food I have ever tasted. I wasn't sad to say good-bye though. I had no feeling in my leg, I was then suffering with a huge flair up from what I now know is Crohn's disease, but I kept my eye on the prize I had 3 weeks to get myself back to walking so I could do the Breast Cancer walk with my mom and sisters. More on that later...
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