I had surgery last Friday. In the event a person of the male persuasion passes by my blog, I'll not go into details. I had a TVH. Only click it if you really wanna know.
So, I had surgery Friday, went home Saturday, and have spent the majority of the last 6 days in bed.
There are the things I'm loving today:
Pretty new Lauren by Ralph Lauren robe my stepmother gave me pre-surgery
Finding a sample size Bumble & bumble shampoo at Wal-Mart to pack in toiletry bag
OPI's I'm Not Really a Waitress. It's my go-to nail color, and has been on my toes every time I've checked into a hospital.
Upon being given my wedding rings pre-surg, my hubby remarked how dingy they looked. Unbeknownst to me, he later went out and bought jewelry cleaner and shined 'em right up for me. He loves me.
800 thread count damask sheets... because if I've got to spend all my time here, might as well be comfy.
Netflix. 'Nuff said.
Chicken'n'dumplins from Slims. Mmm, mmm, good.
My mothers: Vickie (Jeremy's mom, on far left) and Darla (my mom, right, by my hubs) Because they've helped tremendously during my recovery. Also, my momma drove up here earlier than she planned, because she couldn't stand not to.
My church family at Four Winds, and my sweet friend Heather because they have covered me in prayer, and filled my family up with delicious food.
My friends (in-real-life, and online only!) on twitter, who have also been praying for me, who entertain, engage, and inform me.
And last but nevah, nevah least: my super fine and fantastic, handsome and helpful, witty and wonderful husband. Be forewarned, very soon I will be writing an ooey-gooey post extolling his virtues and going on and on about the innumerable great things about him and all the immeasurable ways I love him.