So, if you were having life-changing surgery in 16 days, what would you do? Would you spend every moment with your kids? Tidy your home? Finish those projects you’ve been putting off? Try to acccomplish something big at work? Cook extra dinners for your recovery time? Move important items to lower shelves so you can reach them while you heal?
I’m working on all of those things and more. (Well, except the dinners. We all know I’m no cook.) So far this week, I’ve caught up on the laundry, the cleaning, the putting away of the seasonal decorations, spent oodles of time with my kids (my oldest one helps; my youngest one crawls nearby and practices pulling himself up on the laundry baskets), read them to sleep, been there when they wake up, sang songs, caught some “teachable moments,” set up an appointment at a preschool, written a post about current affairs for DC Metro Moms, and made plans for some work events in February.
Tonight I went shopping. But it wasn’t just any old trip. Tonight I went with the express purpose of finding something pretty to hang on my closet doors — something that I can’t fit into now because of my (post-nursing, swollen and cancerous) boobs, but that I will fit into just fine after the surgery. Something to look forward to, as it were. Something light, sleeveless, and not necessarily something that anyone else needs to know about. But something that I couldn’t ever wear before, and I can wear after.
Something with spaghetti straps, perhaps? Or a racer back? Or absolutely no support at all?
I went hunting, all right, and I’m not saying whether I found anything. In fact, I might even go again, and look for something even nicer. But one thing is clear. I’m still looking forward to the surgery, and today the reason is this:
– Because I will be able to wear things that I could never wear before.
January 22, here we come!