In the years to come I am sure I’ll look back more fondly upon this particular moment in time but I am not quite there yet.
Because when you move out of your house into temporary housing and then go for simple surgery the next day you don’t give yourself much time to relax.
It doesn’t matter if you scheduled the surgery or if you knew in advance you were moving into temporary housing because knowledge doesn’t always remove the sting of some things.
But it can and in this case does take some of the edge off of a harder moment because I did make all of the arrangements myself.
It is all part of the transition into the next phase of life with the goal of moving on to bigger and better.
Some Weeks Are Busier Than Others
The doc says this is a simple hernia surgery and that if I wanted to I could wait to do it.
I thought about it and opted not to because sometimes it is easier and smarter to go with what and who you know.
Since the move is in two parts I had to get out of the old place but won’t be in the new for a little bit and the time in between works as a nice transition to get all I can in order.
Or at least that is what I have told myself and the kids.
It is on to bigger and better and part of that involves doing whatever we can to improve or at least maintain our health.
What I didn’t tell them is I am nervous about the surgery.
That wasn’t because I was trying to be brave or hide my fear but because it all happened so quickly I didn’t have time to realize I am a little concerned about it.
It is new to me, surgery that is.
I have been fortunate to be relatively healthy so I haven’t experienced this part of the healthcare system and I am not real excited about being put under.
But since I am still quite tired from the move I hope it leads to a nice nap and that when I wake up it won’t be too uncomfortable.
Bigger and Better
That has been my mantra the last few weeks, onto bigger and better.
I look back at the past, say thank you for the good things and goodbye to the other stuff.
I am grateful for all I have including good doctors and the ability to do what is necessary to heal whatever small wounds time and age have wreaked upon me.
The hardest part of this might be the instruction not to lift anything heavy for a while.
Heavy is a relative term here because the doc says 10 pounds is the limit and the weights I lift for exercise usually weigh a little more.
So I’ll do my best to listen and to give my body time to heal with the idea that it will lead to a bigger and better opportunity for everything.
I told my kids not to worry about coming to the hospital because it is an outpatient procedure and there is no point in using up one of the last days of summer to sit and wait for me to come out.
I’ll see them tonight.
In theory if I am up to it you might find me back at the computer later tonight.
I have been so busy I haven’t had as much time to write as I would like to, so if I am required to be more sedentary for a while I hope to use my time here at the keyboard.
Got to run now and head off to admitting, see you on the other side.