I'm having a thyroidectomy next Wednesday morning. I'll be out of commission for 4-6 weeks and will not be allowed to exercise AT ALL. OMG. The radiation will begin at that point. I will be having a neck dissection to remove big patches of lymph nodes, and there is a risk of damaging nerves which may leave not only the right side of my face numb but also my right shoulder and my lower lip. It'll go nicely with the nerve damage I got on the right side from my Le Forte I osteotomy. I may also end up with a very raspy voice. I suppose none of this matters as long as I'm alive.
Still going through red tape to get my husband home. I send copies of the docs to husband, and they want the Red Cross to tell them the information, not me. Every single day that passes that they don't have exactly what they need is another day I'm going insane from not being able to really face what's happening to me because I'm too busy jumping through hoops to obtain my primary emotional supporter. It may be the military way, but I sure as hell don't have to like it. My husband wants to come home and be with me as badly as I want him to. He's getting pissed off because even after I gave proof of everything and whatnot he is still waiting. He said he has a huge crick in his neck, can't sleep, and his blood pressure is really high. I'm sure that's really beneficial to our situation--having him a nervous wreck and I feel bad for getting him to that point.
I bought a small pretty journal today at Target, which I'm fondly calling my Cancer Journal. I will be doing my journaling there and copying down the journaling from the past few days. I want to be able to get out everything on my mind and heart and also be able to look back on the journey I took.
I'm having to work with my teachers to be able to do my entire senior project on my own. I can scan things and whatnot, but I won't be able to attend many classes for at least 2 months. I was looking forward to enjoying time with my friends, but interestingly enough I'll be with my husband 24/7 if they let him go on convalescent leave. He may be sick of me. He swears he won't. I'm not unpleasant when I'm sick or laid up, but he reallllllly loves to lay on the couch and do nothing. Maybe since he won't be working, he won't have difficulty getting things done. Maybe this is exactly what needed to happen to get unobstructed free time with my husband. Who knew?
I'll be at the hospital for a few days, then will be spending a LOT of time at home. Thankfully I have made my bedroom an amazing sanctuary and it will be a pleasure to spend time here. I have my scentsy warmer, a trickling water fountain, a sound machine with my favorite sounds, a few different fans, the remote to my tivo, a big squishy bed to cuddle up with my honey and furkeebs in, and lots of comfy jamjams to wear. :) I'll miss having friends to talk to, but thankfully text is nice. :) I'm sure I'll be spending lots of time on my laptop, too.
If anyone wants my contact information for any reason, let me know and I'll send it to you in a private message. God forbid anything should happen to me, but if it were to, my husband has access to all my accounts and would inform you. I'm being morbid, but hey, life is fragile and it may not always be there. xoxo to all. Thank you for your continued prayers.
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