Mini Freak Out & Goodbye Boobs!

Here I sit at the end of a very busy few days. Frustrated, tired, a bit nervous, and unfortunately a little LOL-ed out! So you'll have to choose where to laugh all on your own this time. ;) I have been working hard on getting my home and family ready for the Momma to be out of commission for the next month or so. Organizing, cleaning, picking up eye wear, exchanging eye wear, getting school supplies, catching up the blog (didn't quite make it to all of that. Dang!), buying button-up shirts for post-op attire, trying to get a working cell phone without starting a new contract, doing laundry, throwing a kickball party, yelling at Walmart employees, etc. Ya know- just checking things off the list.
My LAST day [Today] was a very frustrating day that started with Justice puking in the toilet early this morning. Then every errand we did took hours longer than planned. Arrrggg! Like our family pictures session at Portrait Innovations [they turned out way cute and I spent too much]. Verizon Wireless took forever and required an extra stop at the battery shop. Let's not talk about Walmart (rude lady)! Seriously it makes me all worked up thinking about it! Then, Vision World to fix Liberty's glasses that I had already picked up yesterday. And then the piles I just can't finish in the basement.{I'm too tuckered out} Finally, the fabulous day ended with Glory feeling a bit warm and falling asleep on the couch at 7:45 pm. Poor baby is gonna be sick tonight. Dang! Oh well! That's life, I guess. I keep thinking I've learned my lesson about letting go of being in charge. But obviously Heavenly Father thinks I still need a fine tuning. Whew! I better learn faster!
I haven't let myself process the upcoming surgery much because frankly there is nothing I can do about it so why worry? But it's amazing how as it raced up on me that I have to keep reminding myself to breathe deeply. I had Brett do a late night McDees run for a large fry, drank a big container of apple juice {I can't eat or drink anything after midnight}, scrubbed myself down with my surgical soap during my shower and now I just want to get a blessing and crawl into bed to sleep forever. Unfortunately, Brett and I have to be up at the hospital at the bright and early hour of 6 freakin' o'clock! I'm not really nervous about being boob-less (although I can't remember back to when I didn't have them. So maybe I should be?) but the recovery process is freaking me out! Blood, stitches, bandages, pain, drugs, staying in the hospital for a couple days, stuck in bed, bags to drain, not lifting my arms above my shoulders for a couple weeks, sleeping on my back {I am a side sleeper with my arm under my head. I have no idea how I'm gonna sleep the next couple weeks!}, not lifting more than 10 lbs for 4-6 weeks, and who knows what else this Cancer thing is gonna throw at me. Seriously! I am gonna go crazy!
Ok- There I go again- freakin out!
"Breathe deeply, Shay! Say a pray and go to bed! God is in charge. And He'll take care of it. He always does and He's promised you several times in blessings you've received through the Priesthood that you will have the health and strength to make it through this. Have faith and trust Him"
Oh great! I'm already talking to myself without drugs. We're in big trouble!

Don't know when I'll be back to blogging but I will try to be back as soon as I can! I know you don't know it now but you're gonna miss me! See you soon!

Oh yes and one last thing.... Goodbye Boobs! Brett will miss you!