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I had surgery yesterday morning. I can’t express to you how scared I was. Surgery, basically it just, sucks. There isn’t any way to put it that’s prettier than that. Mine was a very simple and easy surgery compared to most. Still, the anesthesia is a big issue for me, it’s big time scary for me. I have to say that I had mixed reviews on this procedure from others who had had it in the past and I concur that it’s not a walk in the park.

Between the pain from the gas to blow up my abdomen and the cath they put in during surgery the pain was intense yesterday. Today I’m feeling a bit of belly pain radiating around and still lots of shoulder pain from the gas to blow up my abdomen. Thank goodness for pain pills!

Still, your worst part of surgery is the stress out that you cause yourself because of not knowing. Not knowing if you will make it through or if there are going to be other complications involved in a so called routine surgery. I very well could have came out of my procedure and been told that I had a tumor and was facing cancer treatment or a full hysterectomy. Instead, I had nothing! Big fat goose egg. Yes, it’s more complicated than just being given a clear bill of health, but one surgery down and who knows what is next!

The whole process got me started thinking about term life insurance and making sure my family is taken care of just in case one of those “just in case” moments had occurred!

Sometimes I feel like a complete idiot. Sometimes I don’t know what to say to people. Like, I saw an old friend working at the grocery store and she said her dad died, and we both burst out laughing. Then again, that is just both of our personalities, and we both know each other in that way. Then I had a friend divulge some information to me about her first husband the other day. He died of mesothelioma.

I didn’t know what to say. Now, I know what you are thinking. She probably didn’t want me to say anything, just getting it out was ok? No, not really. I don’t really feel like I know her that well to have that quiet silence with her, and it felt like she kept waiting for my sage wisdom or something. All I could think of was don’t make a joke Ranee, don’t say something really stupid like I like Bananas or better yet tell her that story about my fish that died in 5th grade. The one I buried but didn’t go far enough so it kept washing back up.

See, I have this really sick sense of humor and I tend to get uncomfortable and want to share dumb things with people at a time like that. It’s just better for me to say nothing, so I hope that doesn’t offend!

Our number one goal is to move, soon. We’re getting everything in order and it’s looking really promising. We’ve even started looking at houses here and there. We found a few we love, location wise and all. Unfortunately what we run into is a 2 bedroom house. My dad suggested that we buy a two bedroom house and then turn the garage into the third master bedroom.

We won’t have a garage then I said, that’s a must have. He suggested we add on a garage, one of those steel buildings that are easy to put up. Then we will have our 3 bedroom, with a spacious master bed at that, plus an easy set up garage with tons of room. Those steel garage/barns seem to be really popular around here and aren’t bad looking! It would also mean we would have plenty of room for our boat and motorcycle, two things we want as soon as we move!

For as long as I can remember my father has dabbled in the art of “working out” and getting in shape. He has his moments and then he stops again. The only time I can remember that this process worked and results were seen was when I was in high school and he was using a protein supplement like Stemulite. A protein power mix, Stemulite can be used before or after your workout to help you build muscle and increase mass.

Stemulite is does not wreak havoc on your digestive system and is all natural. Great for anyone who wants to bulk up or just maintain a fit body type. What I love about this product is the variety in the line. From a shake, nite time formula, and even chocolate that is good for you, Stemulite lets you choose how to supplement.

The annual neighborhood garage sale is this weekend. It’s actually my dad’s neighborhood. I honestly can’t wait. On top of getting rid of a ton of clothes and stuff I’m hoping to make a lot of money. I’m hoping for over $100.00 or it’s just not worth it. I can’t believe the really nice kids clothes I have that I’m selling dirt cheap. The neighborhood is full of kids and I’m hoping their moms make good use of my used clothes and shoes.

It has been an exhausting week. Getting all this together, Kevin’s birthday, and dealing with things for my grandma. She’s going downhill and they suggested hospice but I think my dad is looking at some bathroom safety features to put in his house to make it safe for her to stay there for a while. It could be potentially devastating if she fell in there.

It amazes me how I can still get lost in my hometown. I’ve lived in this area all my life, a whole 33 years. Wow, I’ve been driving a long time. Yet there are still places that I get lost getting to. The public library is a real mess up for me. I can’t get to that place to save my life or to save gas actually. It always takes me double the time and miles for some reason. It’s downtown and tricky, I wonder if getting one of those gps systems would do me any good? I’d probably be one of those people who still didn’t understand the directions!

Omg I’m sick of everyone. My head hurts, my allergies are rampant. I don’t get why I’m so sick from this, but it blows.