Hey lovely people!
Hey, I'm alive.
Very very happy.
Everything went well. No complications so far. I am staying at a friends to recoup. Being treated like a Queen. Really, she is being an awesome friend. And it helps so much, especially considering my one and only mum wasn't. NOT keen on the whole idea. Uh, okay, she adamently opposed it. She is of the big-breasted variety as well, but for some reason can not find it within herself to support me. Wah wah, I know. Different values. "Don't mess with what God gives ya" with menacing undertones of "Or else something really, truly horrible is gonna happen". Oh well.
Just wanted to send out a big BIG THANK YOU to everyone!
I am trying to keep myself as busy and social as possible right now, so may not be posting much for a while. Trying to guard against a sneak attack of depression or compulsive obsessive worrying and dwelling on how weird this all is. It's gonna take some time, and I know I gotta stay mentally strong while I recover and adapt.
Phoenix, were there any specific things you did during the recovery period that helped with the mental side of this? The physical side is easy in a way. I know what to do, that it will heal and all that, but it's the emotional/physical part that is proving to the big challenge.
Thanks. Love to you all.