So I had 5 weeks to mull over the fact that I needed surgery to remove my left ovary, fallopian tube and an endometrial ablasion performed. On a normal day, I like to believe I'm a level headed kind of girl, but with so much time to consider the pros and cons of surgery, my mind was getting carried away with me. On the con side, I worried that I wouldn't wake up from surgery, my throat would be punctured by the endotracheal tube, the surgeon would puncture my colon, or worse the doctors would think I was asleep, but I was really awake and couldn't tell them I was feeling everything. You get the crazy picture. On the Pro side, I thought maybe I would see a beautiful bright light and maybe God, or my mother or my grandparents would visit me while I was under sedation and we would have a wonderful conversation. After surgery, when I finally woke up in the recovery room, the first thing I remember Bart asking me was, "well do you remember anything? Did you see anyone?". ...Nope, I didn't remember a thing, no bright light, no visit from anyone. In fact, it was the most restful sleep I had in weeks, and a major plus, I was alive and nothing happened other than what was expected.
I think my recovery went best the first week after surgery, but after that something happened that I wasn't expecting. I was completely down in the dumps, sad, tired all the time, and depressed. After doing some research on-line, I found out it's fairly common to have post surgery blues. I wish my doctor would have warned me that it's possible for that to happen, then I would have had a better understanding of what was going on.
It wasn't until today that I felt my first real flicker of energy. The sun was shining, and I was finally looking forward to going outside and doing something. Bart and I decided to take a drive along the Blue Ridge Parkway to Mount Pisgah and to the Buck Springs Gap overlook. We weren't out for very long, but it was a perfect day. Hopefully, life will be on the up and up now, and I can start feeling back to my normal self.
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Beautiful view from the overlook... |
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no matter which way you leave the parking lot, you have to climb up... |
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up, up, up... |
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most of the trails we were on were technical... |
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with lovely ferns growing every where... |
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rolling hills for as far as you can see... |
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this spot had a nice bench where I could picture us coming back to and hanging
out for a while and maybe do some bird watching...
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Mountain Laurel in bloom... |
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next time we come up, we'll take the hike to the top of Mount Pisgah. We were
never sure where the trail started, but today, Bart solved the mystery
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top of Mount Pisgah. This is the mountain we can see from our back porch... |
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our last parting view from Buck Springs Gap overlook... |
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