Today Is Surgery Day!

Somehow the picture describes how I feel right now about surgery. I’m nervous but hopeful. I’ve said that with each update but it’s more true now than ever.

Like the hallway, it’s been a long road to get here and once I reach the end it’s not really the end. I’m told my recovery will be short but painful. It’s not guaranteed to fix everything but any small amount of my regular pain going away is welcome.

I’m supposed to be at the hospital at 7:30 am but I’m one of those people that would rather be thirty minutes early than thirty seconds late so we’ll probably get there closer to 7:00. I should make myself wait until that time to leave the house since it’s only a 10-15 minute drive though.

There is a potential problem that has me very concerned. On Friday around 4:00 pm, a woman from the hospital called me and told me my insurance hadn’t given an approval yet. She said if the approval didn’t come through by the end of the day there could be a delay on Monday morning and she just wanted to give me a heads up. My heart dropped. My insurance has had almost two weeks to get their job done. My imagination went crazy. Would they not approve the surgery? If they did, would it be in time? What the hell was their problem?

So I did what any smart person would do and I called my mom. She worked in Human Resources for years and years so I knew she could tell me what to do. She told me to call the insurance and be really nice and ask them to speed up. Those were not her exact words of course. I hung up with her and called. I reached a really nice lady from the east coast who I attempted to use my southern charm on to get her to help me. It worked, at least as much as it could. She changed the priority on my paperwork to ‘high’ and put a note on the account saying the doctor might cancel my surgery if I didn’t get a determination that day.

I won’t know until I get to admitting if it went through but I feel like I did everything I possibly could to make it happen (thanks mom).

My doctor said I should be in the hospital for two nights. I’m not taking my laptop so I probably won’t be posting an update until I get home. Well, I will have my phone so who knows, I’ve written posts from the hospital before. You might hear from me sooner than I think. Even if you don’t hear from me for a week or so, I’ll be lurking around reading everyone else’s blog.

Wish me luck! I’ll be back as soon as I can.


It’s less than a week until my surgery. As it gets closer I find myself both more nervous and more excited. The excitement is because I’m taking a step towards getting better. I’m nervous because this step is not only a little dangerous but also will be painful. Swapping one kind of pain for another is not going to be fun but it will be worth it.

I keep going back and forth about what to take to the hospital. My list was shortened considerably when I found out I’d probably only be there two nights. I’m not taking my laptop but I am taking a spiral in case my muse shows up. I thought I might work on one of my classes but I don’t see it happening. Besides, I’m not sure I would feel comfortable taking any electronic devices to the hospital. Especially after signing the forms stating it’s not their fault if someone steals my stuff.

I’ll bring a book but who knows if I’ll be able to read since I’ll be on a lot of meds. There are a lot of unread magazines floating around my house I can bring. Perhaps I can read short pieces if the book is too much.

I bought an adult coloring book in case I get really bored and can’t do anything else. I got one with animals but I was tempted by the ones with curse words because they amused me. However, even though I’m an adult, my mother will be there and I don’t want to have anything like that around her. She would probably laugh but that’s not the point. There are simply things one doesn’t do around one’s mother.

My phone has no music on it but I’ll bring my earbuds anyway. If the wi-fi in the hospital is decent I can listen to Amazon Music or Pandora.

As for a writing update, I’ve written one piece of flash fiction and most of another. The first one was following an writing exercise and needs editing. The other, well I don’t know where it came from or how it will end. I sat down and started writing. By the time I stopped there were 314 words and I didn’t have a clue where I was going with it. It’s about a woman who lets her brother and his two children move in with her after her sister-in-law passes away. Someone starts stealing her stuff and…I have no idea what happens next. I need to think about it for a while.

I don’t normally write this way. Usually I at least have a sense of where I’m going. It’s not unusual for me to be surprised where I end up but this one is different. Going off plan is not the same as not having a plan. Once upon a time I was a ‘pantser’ but not anymore.I have a few ideas for other stories but those may have to wait until after surgery.

Last week I said I was going to go out and take as many pictures as I could between then and surgery. I didn’t. Pain won. Today I feel okay and might have gone out but it’s wet and cold so I’ll pass.

As for reading, I finished the first book in the Riftwar Saga by Raymond E. Feist. I love this series and I’m glad I picked it up again. I reread books often but this is the first time on this one. It’s been long enough since the first time that I don’t automatically remember every detail so it’s almost like reading it for the first time. I do recall a few things as they come up though and it makes me look forward to what’s coming.

There probably won’t be any new updates until the end of next week, assuming I’m up to it. Write Anything Wednesday and the Saturday Six Minute Challenge will still be up on their respective days. I’m working on an article about writer’s block and I’ll post it if I’m finished before my surgery.

Take care and wish me luck!