The only place I was comfortable was on my big oversized green corduroy couch - lost it to Alice's kittens when they thought it was a kitty litter.
Anyway...the only TV station I could get was Home Shopping. I had the best time watching these silly people trying to describe pure crap in the most glowing terms. Of course, I couldn't pass up a bargain and ended up with a box of about fifty non-working plastic children's watches. I had ordered three for $10. I must have been the only one to order them. They dumped them all in a box and shipped them.

The "What If's" are your worst enemy right now, Lily. They affect your mental attitude and your healing. Books, CDs, a "project" crocheting or knitting or anything that appeals. Perfect time to set up a recipe file or update an address book. The fear is normal and real.

I kept sanitary napkins in the house for months because I didn't trust that the surgery had been done right. Keep sharing here. Putting your fears in writing takes away some of their power. Call Jacqui or anyone you trust to listen.

One day at a time...