Okay. I guess it was finally due. I snapped and could not hold out. I could not be strong. I called X. I told her I absolutely had to see the kids. I mean I was like breaking down crying and stuff...I’ve been with them every day for the best part of a year, and I was thinking X didn't want me seeing them for 6-8 weeks when I was allowed to come back and live with them. She told me I could see them tomorrow and she said "I read your blog (amazed anyone does) and I never said you couldn't see your kids."
Well, I get to see them tomorrow and that will go a long way toward my healing process. After Tuesday at the surgeons office perhaps I can see them more often--I hope he'll say its okay to drive. My friend has been very hospitable, kind, understanding, but I need Lexie and Logan to be really happy.
I hope its just the way I slept last night, but my side has a sharp pain when I breathe deeply...like a yawn. I guess it could be pneumonia, but I don’t think so. Patti brought me some V8 juice that tastes like complete heaven, and a Sligo Feed Mill cap. Since I shaved my head, I have been wanting a cap. I feel like enough of a freak with staples, stitches, and tubes. I had my first bowel movement today and that makes me feel more human too (and relieved -- and like an old person for talking about it)
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