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Extreme close-up.
I love the little black stripe on her nose.

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Our new game system. It's very exclusive and can only be recharged by cuddles.

Half a football

So we had a little discussion about whether or not to take pictures of my incision. Luckily we're both in agreement that it would be rather cool to have a few shots so hopefully we can do that soon. Fahnz got some beautiful pictures of my hands when I was hooked up to everything in the hospital and I think that's what put me over on the incision shots.

I don't think I'm going to do any scar treatments on this thing. I earned this. Plus I'm fair-skinned so it might not turn out to look like anything. Still, it's seven inches long and it's right down the side of my belly and therefore I look like half of a football. My biggest achievement since I got out of the hospital was sleeping on my left side.

Not much to report. Our Nutcracker is this weekend and I am going. I plan on looking fabulous because this will be the first time everyone has seen me since the 7th, and I am so excited to see what my family and the studio and our cast have created!

The cats are running around the house. We have a new Christmas tree. The filter is gone.

Life is wonderful right now.

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Pay attention to me or I will pee on your shoe.

Ugh Part Deux

I have a seven-inch incision on the right side of my stomach that aches if I turn the wrong way and a tummy that can't handle about half of what I eat. I can't sleep at night because I can't curl up on my side. I have to have the Lovenox injections again to make sure I don't randomly clot while I am healing. Almost, but not quite, business as usual. And guess what?

I have never been this blissful. It's not the pain medication either. It's the realization that with this surgery, everything is about to come to an end. According to the most recent ultrasound there is no clot. There may never be one again if I test negative for clotting factors.
I have no intention of doing the Mederma thing with my scar to make it lighter or whatever because I have earned it. This is the result of me having my life turned upside down for the last six months and I will wear it proudly.

For the first time since May Third, I am completely happy. It feels good.

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No, you don't fit in my purse. You have to stay home.

I think Round Thing has an idea of what's about to happen. For a week leading up to the day that I collapsed she was sleeping on my left leg. That's where the clot was. This past week she's been sitting on my tummy--which is where the filter is.
MEK just does whatever. She's not as dependent on me as Round Thing is but the two of them are inseparable. I'm gonna miss my babies!

To sum up

I'm getting operated on, yay. This and tomorrow's MEK Tuesday will have to tide you over for a while.

Ehnk, whatever. Tonight's my last dose of Coumadin for a while, hopefully forever. I have never wanted a negative test result more in my life. It's called a d-dimer and according to Awesome Hematologist, it'll determine whether or not there are any more clots in here. I know the one in my leg is almost completely resolved, not sure about my lungs though.

I just want this done, to be off the meds and able to sleep and have salad and remember words and not feel like someone forgot to oil my joints. Six months of this would defeat even the strongest of men--and I've always considered myself pretty strong.

So until I get out, remember I love you.

Got lots of last-minute work to do...

Stuff that makes me happy

I love Corgis.

The original video is hilarious.

Someone added a Chieftains song and turned it into the funniest thing ever.

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