Well, the fertility preservation procedure was a success. The doctor got 21 eggs, which he was quite happy with. At home today, when the Percoset abated, it kinda felt like my insides had been excavated like Mayan ruins. I'm hoping a good "sleep on it" will make tomorrow significantly easier.
I also feel like I got a sneak preview at life with my toddler after my *big* surgery to come. We told C that mommy had a "big booboo" on her tummy, so she has to be gentle. I think that was a little too hard for her to retain (understandably) b/c I did get climbed on regularly and at one point I got a pretty good press-down on the tummy, which didn't feel especially good.
I am still pretty worried about how I can just suspend taking care of her for however many weeks after my surgery. And how that will break my heart in a big way. That is one of the things that bothered me the most when I first heard my diagnosis. Particularly because she has been in this phase of having her rotating favorites. These people (either D, me or my mom) are randomly selected to carry out whatever tasks she assigns and no one else is allowed to help (yes, I admit, we adults are often the serfs on our own land!) I worry that when I can't do much of anything, I will be shut out. I hope she will be over this phase by then.
C and I did have a nice lying-down snuggle on the couch tonight and it was totally even worth enduring Barney for. I hope that is more of the way things will be after the surgery, but my girl is not much of one for lying down. Or even sitting, for that manner. Suspended by one toe from a 10 ft. platform over a pit of open flames and alligators is more her style.
Speaking of alligators, I also discovered by watching Barney that that is where she learned the term "Alligator Pie". It's not even a song, some kid just mentions that term once on the show. She definitely has some kind of an alligator obsession brewing because "Alligators All Around" is the ONLY song she wants to hear on my Ipod. The first few weeks of having it on repeat were surprisingly tolerable, but now I can't take it anymore. Must find something else to hook her on.
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