Twistedspinster

Awww, you gize....

This afternoon, Cecilia came over to just sit with me. OK, we spun, and knitted, and hooted at the shenanigans on the Style channel, and I had her go out with me to harvest all the cotton bolls that have been popping in the single-digit humidity... I told her I needed somebody to fish me out of the pool if I fell in, whereupon she commandeered the clippers and harvested them for me. Geez, some people.

And then I got calls from the inlaws - we're going to Omaha for Thanksgiving, and there's a gazillion things to nail down for that. That was another two hours on the phone.

And then Deb P calls up to nag me about the blog, because, well, because. And I realized that I had posted right away on Sheep Thrills and on Ravelry, but not here. And because I'm tired (picture the hand fluttering dramatically to the brow), I'll just copy-paste it here.

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I'm home!
... and as big a goofball as ever.

Either they gave me very good drugs, or the hormonal fog has lifted because they took the cyst. I feel a whole lot less foggy than I did yesterday. I never did talk to the doctor, but Mike did. The doc gave him pictures of the cyst, with a pic of the healthy ovary for contrast. God save me from the impulse to share those pix......

or would God be saving you from the impuse to actually look? LOL

I have a bit of a sore throat, probably from the breathing tube. I also have an incision above the ovary, another in the navel, and a third just above the hairline. A Frankenbelly to go with the Frankenboobs.

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I took out the too-outrageous I-musta-been-0n-drugs bit about my reaction to realizing they'd given me a bikini trim. Whoa. What's that all about? It must have been a contingency for more major cutting, is all I can think.

This week has mainly been knitting, with a bit of spinning. And a bit of cleaning house, mainly consisting of laundry.

And Cecilia has given me strict instructions not to overdo. Moi??

posted by Ruth S. @ 6:53 PM