I’m ready to say bye-bye to 2015. This year started off rough. On January 8, my brother Jamie passed. It was such a brutal time, but what I didn’t say is he passed the same day I was told I needed a hysterectomy sooner than later. Now, don’t worry. I’m not worried about the surgery. I’m in good hands at Sibley Hospital or Club Sib as the locals call it. I know I’m not meant to be a full-time parent. That’s not the life I want. I love being married, have an amazing husband, and being Aunt Ju-Ju. I’m good.
For the past 18 months I have been in pain from uterine fibroids most of the time and they’ve gotten worse. There would be times I’m talking or walking and a pain would hit me so bad it brought me to my knees. Watching my husband look at me and be helpless has been hard. One day he had had enough and was like “Get this stuff out of you. Now.” I put off the surgery as long as I could because I was still processing Jamie’s death, didn’t want to give up my summer and decided to wait until the end of the year to be cooped up in the house when it’s cold. I know, really, Julia. Yep.
With that being said, I wanted to let you know why I am taking a break. I’m having a hysterectomy today. While you are reading this. Yes, it’s a major surgery. My husband and mother are here to take care of me, but taking a break means I am helping myself. I will have a few blog posts up during the time, but don’t look for much. I’m not quitting blogging. I still love it too much.
After much discussion with my doctor last week, she’s encouraging total rest for a full three weeks before I even attempt to sit up and write. The recovery is 8-10 weeks with a full internal recovery between 9-12 months. I have a podcasts to listen to, books, and magazines to read. (Please send any and all book recommendations or friend me on Goodreads.) I have more TV shows to binge on than I can count. I won’t be bored. Plus, it gives me time to organize some things I want to work on in 2016.
I’m excited about feeling better in the long run. I’m excited about not being pain all the time. I’m excited to get back to full-time travel without being worried if I can’t participate fully in activities. I’m excited to get back to a regular yoga practice, spinning, and Cizing with Beachbody. I’m also excited to return to Paris in April for my beauty tour. Yes. I. Am. Going. To. Paris. What happened will not stop me. I always say America is my country, but Paris is my home. It’s hard trying to process everything,
I know you fully don’t heal in 10 weeks, but 2016 is all about living life to the fullest, taking care of myself and being thankful I have my husband and mother to take care of me for the next few weeks.
To The Husband. Thank you for being the best husband. You have been my rock through this crazy year. Thank you for supporting me, taking care of the house and all that other stuff I hate doing.
P.S. I hope this post helps another woman going through what I’ve gone through with uterine fibroids. It’s not easy. I’m here for you if you need someone to listen and understand. I got you.
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