It's all back to normal sugar metabolism now for you by now, though, yes?
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Oh, wow. Really? I'd be terrified. I've avoided all kinds of surgery up to this point, thankfully, mostly because I refuse to go in for anything that requires any kind of anesthesia, because my mum has troubles with it and I'm scared the same will go for me. But laparo, that should cut down on healing time a lot then. Means you'll be up and around and playing with that beautiful daughter of yours in no time.
I'm pretty scared. My first surgery was the cesarean I did everything I could to avoid (everything, that is, that didn't jeopardize my baby). Right after is when I was diagnosed with the gallstones. Another surgery wasn't as scary at the time, except that I won't be awake for this one. And my aunt flatlined under general anesthesia, and I have a lot of her medical problems, so I'm nice and scared.
It all happens tomorrow... and I don't get to eat or drink anything after midnight tonight. EEP. That's going to SUCK with me still breastfeeding every two hours. Then I get to fight for my right to continue doing so by being given 'safe' anesthesia. It's ridiculous. I shouldn't have to worry about any of this. But as a testament to how worried I am, I finished my letter to older Lilly, just in case. I want her to know how much I loved her...
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Yup!
Oh, wow. Really? I'd be terrified. I've avoided all kinds of surgery up to this point, thankfully, mostly because I refuse to go in for anything that requires any kind of anesthesia, because my mum has troubles with it and I'm scared the same will go for me. But laparo, that should cut down on healing time a lot then. Means you'll be up and around and playing with that beautiful daughter of yours in no time.
I'm pretty scared. My first surgery was the cesarean I did everything I could to avoid (everything, that is, that didn't jeopardize my baby). Right after is when I was diagnosed with the gallstones. Another surgery wasn't as scary at the time, except that I won't be awake for this one. And my aunt flatlined under general anesthesia, and I have a lot of her medical problems, so I'm nice and scared.
It all happens tomorrow... and I don't get to eat or drink anything after midnight tonight. EEP. That's going to SUCK with me still breastfeeding every two hours. Then I get to fight for my right to continue doing so by being given 'safe' anesthesia. It's ridiculous. I shouldn't have to worry about any of this. But as a testament to how worried I am, I finished my letter to older Lilly, just in case. I want her to know how much I loved her...