I'm going to make this part SHORT. (What a surprise I FAILED!!!!!!!!)
One night I almost broke emotionally. Seriously. And it was he!!. It's so scary to think you're going to cry with the staples. I can't even explain to you all the things that start with stomach muscles.
Jean had left. Tash and Nathan's Best F and I were ready to do Jersey Shore.
I had many many calls from friends and many of them were very emotional. It brought out a lot in people. And it really drained me. Unfortunately. Loved it but drained me.
So I start to get words - whispering that my surgeon wants to release me.

This is Thursday night yes Jersey Shore night.

Surgery was Wednesday.
I was doing worse instead of better because of the nurses that day.
My surgeon was telling Nathan I was going home. A beautiful night nurse came to me in panic about it. She was against it. I'm not eating. Still hooked up to everything. Not sleeping. No bowel movements. Etc.
A helplessness and anger and fear came over me. I was angry that no one was telling me. Helpless because every movement needed assistance.
So I saw him the next day and asked him "did you tell MY recipient I was going home today". He said no - of course you're not. Whatever. Liar. It came from two places and the nurse told me he wrote it out. Whatever.
So I wanted to go but was not quite ready.
The next day I was. Saturday. I wasn''t ready b/c it came by surprise again but so ready because I was going CRAZY in there. Not being dramatic - CRAZY. THey said they would not kick me out - I could stay but I decided - my intution said hotel. And I did that. Did Priceline's NAMe your own price and finally slept.
Finally slept - as soon as I got there. Head down and slept for hours after no sleep in the hospital. Heaven.
Just had to feel okay for the drive up here. I made the right choice. Tons of vistors - Jean's family - nathan's kids - Nathan's mom brought me homemade food twice. But despite being tired - lovely.
And last note - Jean became obsessed with the Cutie.

Obsessed. I can't even tell you how many times I heard "I must go write Lyz" - "no it's time for Lyz" "I wonder if Lyz wrote". Too flppin' funny.

We actually had a fight one night because I wanted to leave an area and she only wanted to stay and write the Cutie.
So much so Liz - you must stake out your spot as "your Liz" for Jean!

A love affair has begun and it's very very threatening.
