Happy 4 Months to Me!

Time flies.  I feel like I have said that phrase about a hundred times in the last few days.  I can't believe it's the end of June.  I can't believe summer school starts Monday.  I can't believe 4th of July is next week.  I can't believe I am 4 MONTHS POST-SURGERY TODAY!

Seriously, how did that happen?  I feel like yesterday I was sitting in the front-room of my old house watching Homeland for the first time, not eating, complaining of pain, and sleeping my days away.  Today, I'm finishing my last episode of Homeland, eating a ton, complaining I want to eat more and shouldn't, and sleeping...on the beach. 

Life is good.  Anyone that knows me, knows I say this ALL the time.  I believe it too.  My life is darn good.  I have parents who love me and support me unconditionally.  I have a brother who shares my sense of humor and who I can go to to discuss pretty much anything, even if I don't agree with his outlook or advice.  I have the best of friends that have been and will always be there for me.  I have friendly acquaintances that have proven to go out of their way for me, and I need to thank every one of them (again!).  I love going to work every day.  I have a shore house that I can spend relaxing, fun days in, creating many memories.  I drive an awesome car.  I have great natural curls and blonde hair.  I am one of the funniest people I know, and to top it all off...I had brain surgery, and had no complications.  Like I said, life is good. 

Now, now ... there are always things that could make life GREAT.  I would love to have job security, I would love to have my sister...feel more like a sister, I would love to not scratch my itchy incision four hundred times a day, I would love not to have to shower...ever, and I would love to be dating Hunter Pence.  I know some things are more likely to happen than others.  I will compromise on most, except the Hunter thing.  

So life is good, I feel good, and I am four months out!  To me, this is a huge milestone.  I live my life day-to-day better than I used to.  

My couch probably misses me, seeing that I am not there for all the hours after work and before bed.  I, instead am out running errands, being proactive with work, and spending all the money I don't have!  

My eyes are probably tired of being open.  They used to be closed with my fingers pressing down on them, literally 18 out of the 24 hours in a day.  I know can open them in the morning with no issues, keep them open all day (unless I'm sleepy) and easily close them before bed at night.  

My hands are probably relieved.  I used to slap them together consistently for hours on end trying to regain feeling in the right one.  Now, only in excitement do they clap together!  

My lips are probably thrilled to not have two daggers constantly biting down.  I used to use my teeth to eliminate the tingling.  Now, I occasionally have tingling in my lip, but I truly believe its my habit of biting down on it that causes the initial tingling.  My bad.  

My nose and wherever else a sneeze comes from is probably feeling more relaxed.  I am no longer holding in every cough and sneeze to prevent a headache from coming on.  Bring it, pollen! 

My gagging reflexes (and my own sanity) are now soothed.  I can now swallow my food and I can brush my teeth without feeling like I will get sick.  Food (in larger bites) tastes great again and my teeth are cleaner than ever!  

Lastly, my body as a whole is finally comfortable functioning freely.  I can and will go out when someone asks me to for lunch or dinner.  I can and will go shopping for hours.  I can and will go out on the weekend and have a drink.  I can and will go for long walks or bike rides.  I can and will go to work each day and stand up and smile for all the hours.  I can and will go away for a weekend without fear.  I can and will drive long distances without the panic.  I can and will live!

For years now, my life consisted of limited activities due to the constant fear, struggle and pain.  I am no longer living like an 90-year-old woman.  Now, finally, I am 25 years old.  I have to tell you, it's better than I could have imagined...and yikes, I don't want to get old!

I know I say it every post, but THANK YOU to all of my family, friends, peers, acquaintances  coworkers, and strangers who have supported me, cared for me and made me feel loved during this...this incredible journey.  :)  


Happy 4 Months to Me!