So, when my good friend, Sue Crookston, called to ask me if someone had died, I knew I had to explain the post about the flowers. I had surgery last week. I'm ten days post-op and I'm amazed at how good I feel, and yet at how bad I feel. I don't know what I expected, but I'm still really tired and haggy. AND YET - I'm encouraged, and I think the surgery results were good. Yippee!
Over the weekend, I heard Scott on the phone to someone and he said, "She's convalescing - from female surgery." That made me laugh 'til my stitches hurt. Actually, I had a hysterectomy and bladder repair, and I don't mind saying it out loud. I opened the Ladies Home Journal, January issue today, and turned to the article called, "The Health Problem Women Won't Talk About." Whaddya know, the problem is just what I had: bladder incontinence. To quote, "it affects almost half of all women over 50. And about 80% of these can get relief." I'm excited to get relief. I'm determined to follow all my doctors' (I had two docs.) instructions about being careful and taking it easy for six weeks, so I can be one of the 80%. And for those of you killing yourselves to gag down "eight to ten eight-ounce glasses of water" or "your weight in ounces of water everyday," or whatever, every doctor I talked to said we're all overdoing it on water intake. Just thought you'd want to know : )