GYLS

This month has been so busy with the surgery on my foot and now this project I have been working on at the United Nations.

For the past two months I have been working to set up and implement a student project with the United Nations for the Global Youth Leadership Summit. It has been a lot of conference calls, emails, meetings, etc. But this weekend the event actually happened and 10 students from around the country came to provide daily news coverage of the event.

I have been working out of the United Nations Educational Outreach and the staff has been extremely helpful. Today is the last day and as great as the experience has been it's a lot of work, more work than going to my daily grind, and I can't say that it has gone on without any kinks in the road. But checkout the work the students did. To be thrown in to an event like this they did an outstanding of job of getting the stories told.

Post Op

I did not know recovery would be like this.

The day of my surgery I was fine. Tired, but otherwise okay. But the day after, lawd have mercy. According to my doctor I must have had a virus somewhere in my system so being knocked out for 2 hours gave the bug some time to manifest...and manifest it did. For the rest of the weekend I was dizzy and nauseous and had to stop taking all medications.

So my stomach is finally stabilized but I'm tired...and hungry...and cranky...and just not a pleasant person to be around. But I gotta show some love to German Girl. She came over Friday and made me one of her bomb ass apple pies. She also spent the night and helped me get through the first 24 hours after surgery. Then I gotta thank Aristocrates for sticking with me the rest of the weekend. He definitely has gone above and beyond the duties of an office spouse. Anyone who can pick me up off the bathroom floor after I have thrown up my insides for the 5th time and tell me "You still look cute," gets high marks in my book. Although he had to be lying to make me feel better. No one looks good when they are sick but I appreciate the "honest lie" anyway.

Pain has not been an issue thus far. I think I have been too sick to focus on the pain in my foot. If I can make it 24 hours without throwing up and able to get some solid food in to my belly I will go back on all my medications. For now, the only thing getting me through is my friends and advil.

Just say a little prayer for me...because with all that my body is going through I don't want to have the second operation.

Happy Feet Rewind

I was all ready...or about as ready as someone could be to willingly put themselves under the knife. I get to the doctor's office and it's CLOSED. CLOSED?!??!? What in the hell?!?!?

I call the doctor on his cell phone (side note: my doctor is hella cool and gives his patients his cell phone to call him any time day or night) and he tells me that there was a staph outbreak at the office and my surgery has been rescheduled to Friday the 13th.

I'm not exactly thrilled at the date but I don't have much of a choice. The longer this process is delayed the longer my recuperation will be and I would like to be all healed up by NBA All-Star weekend and my birthday. Y'all know me and if I can't dance I will be depressed.

Here I go again...let the anxiety buildup...