Every day stronger...

So, I had my surgery. Tomorrow is 2 weeks. I can't believe it's been that long already. I was so out of it the first few days and then not much better for another week or so. I finally am starting to feel like a human again and considering that I might actually survive this and live on :)

DH was AMAZING. I could not say enough about how truly wonderful he was through it all. Taking care of me and James and the house. I am truly awed by him. And I keep looking at him and thinking of him carrying me to the bathroom or lifting me up for a sip of drink. I didn't think I could love him anymore, but I was wrong. And it made me want to have a baby with him even more. I am really struggling between wanting to give myself time to heal and wanting to jump his bones even though I am in the 2ww. It's been awhile with all this...and we are both feeling it.

So I have a lovely scar on my throat where they sliced me open. Jimmy keeps telling me that it took away my eternal pain so it's worth it and he's right. And honestly, I broke down in tears when Jimmy changed the bandage for the first time. There were still butterfly tape on it holding the wound together. So I couldn't really see what was and wasn't there. But I just broke down. When they removed that tape and I saw it. I didn't cry. I thought I would. I didn't. I guess that means it's better than I had feared. And what more could I ask for?

Now I just have to heal and wait for AF and then watch out DH...it's so on!!