I’m now two days away from my surgery and I’ll be completely honest, I’m terrified. I could wake up to one ovary removed, both, a full hysterectomy, and even a chemo port put in. Im trying my very best to remain optimistic, but boy, is that hard.
I had pre-op blood work done this morning and spent the remainder of the day enjoying my (still limited) mobility. Since I’m having my second surgery at a different hospital, it’s very hard for me to not compare everything they do to Moffitt, where I had my first surgery. I’m convinced Moffitt is the royal castle of a hospital and am so impressed by their exceptional standard of care, “gold” valet parking, Starbucks, and impeccable professionalism. Grudgingly, I left the lab today wearing my “necessary” hospital wristband for my surgery Wednesday. I mean, really, how disheartening? This constant reminder glued to my wrist for over 48 hours? Despicable. LOL Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating, but I am little perplexed. 🤔
My increased anxiety level has only resulted in a loss for words (and sleep, AGAIN), and I’m going to catalogue today as a “difficult day.” Thankful for the time I spent with Nathan and my mom as we perused the outlet mall and returned my rental textbooks to UCF marking the official conclusion of the semester. 🎉 On a positive note, I have a little less than 2 weeks to leisurely read any book of my choosing before summer semester begins. 🤓
Although today was (emotionally) not that great, I am still so appreciative of the little things in my life, including my ability to write this blog and complain about a stupid hospital band. 😜

Oh sweet friend… my heart truly does hurt for you and this unexpected journey you are having to take.. Again I say you are an amazingly strong woman and I know for a fact you have so many people who love you and are waiting eagerly for anything you may need help with along the way.. Please know that I am one of those ride or die people who loves you, admires you and will drop everyrhing for you and Nathan.. All you have to do is message or call.. ((HUGS)) ❤LOVE❤ and Prayers coming your way daily…
Thinking about you and saying many ,many prayers! If you ever need to talk…..I’ve been there! I am a survivor. I was diagnosed at 27 with Uterine cancer, stage 4. I’ve been through it all and understand the fears, physical and emotional. Stay strong ❤️❤️