Ye Olde Blogge, indeed

"Ye Olde Blogge" would be a most excellent blog name, if I do say so myself. Teresa, go for it! Would love to hear more about your little darling in blog form...

For those interested, my lovely surgery will involve several mere mortals putting me to sleep, cutting a slit in the skin at the base of my throat, and cutting out my entire thyroid gland. Mmmmmmmmmmm! Doesn't that sound terrific? My surgeon - a diminutive asian man - was kind enough to let me know he could potentially ruin my voice during the operation. Hooray! Gosh, the news keeps getting better and better for me these days. He was kind of funny though...my husband asked him how big the incision will be and he said, "I can make big. People like big car, big house..." har har har. (It's funnier if you can imagine an asian accent.)

Overall the doctors don't seem worried about the whole thing. Unfortunately I won't know who the anesthesiologist is until I get to the hospital, so I won't have much chance to ask a lot of questions. But I talked to a friend who's an anesthesiologist at another hospital and she gave me the scoop. It doesn't sound fantastic, but it doesn't sound too bad either. She has worked with my surgeon and says he is excellent.

So anyway, I'm sorry if I'm a drag. I didn't mean to start this blog so it could be a bummer. It's just that all this stuff has come up out of nowhere and it's my life right now. Everything else is on hold. I am trying hard to stay positive, and being with my goofy little girl really helps on a daily basis, but sometimes I get a little down. Today I had no drive to get up off the couch, so it was hard to get anything done. I almost engaged in a little internet retail therapy, but I held myself back.

One bathroom did get cleaned, the utility room is now organized and clean as well (we have no basement so that room is the total catch-all), and the laundry is almost all done. I've pulled everything out of my closet that I'm not really wearing right now so it will look bigger and more spacious. The family room looks like a bomb went off in it because that's where everything is landing right now. But we will be ready to show on Monday.

Thanks for your continued support, all. Your comments mean a lot, and I am reading you as well for my daily procrastination. I'm sure things will work out as they are meant to; please just bear with me through this stressful time.

For your amusement, here are the words my daughter now says on a regular basis: Ella (our dog's name), dog, duck, hand, dada, what's that?, grandma, grandpa, count, and one. She also has 4 teeth and brushes them with her Elmo toothbrush morning and night. And she blows kisses - cutest thing ever. She can also point to her head, nose, teeth, belly, and toes.