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Gosh! I should update before you all give up on me completely!

Well, the operation was a success and I did get my laproscopic procedure - that was 9 days ago. Today has been the first day where I felt anything close to "my old self", and I'll add (as a caveat) that that would be my old self *with* a case of pharyngitis (but as the throat infection was not a direct outcome of the op, I'm choosing to overlook it in my assessment of post-op recovery)...

Anyway, as I've been walking around with my head in a post-op anaesthetic induced cloud, I've decided to share a few pics from the past 6 days since I got home...

First up, this pic is a prized possession now. I've been waiting for almost a year to get these two awe inspiring women in my life in the same room! On the left is my mum, and on the right, my midwife :). Both women are strong women of faith who are not afraid to stand up and be counted when it comes to matter they feel strongly about, I LOVE that about both of them! I see so many other smaller similarities in ways of thinking and mannerisms that I'll just keep to myself, LOL, as I'm sure they aren't terribly interested in being compared to one another in a public forum, haha!

Anyway, I feel truly blessed to have these strong women in my life as role models and now I have a photo of them together!


While I THANKFULLY have no memory of my four hour long operation, I've been sporting some amazing bruises all week... These following photos really don't do the bruising any justice as they were taken the day the bruises started to surface. Twenty four and forty eight hours later they were all shades of deep purple and black, and were found up and down my arms, mostly where ever I'd been punctured by a needle of some sort (managed a lovely rounded 13 needles of varying description in my three day stay...




So, let's talk about something much nicer! We were the recipients of a wonderful generosity this week. Rohana and her Dh had picked up a fully functional BMX type bike on the hard rubbish and because their son is still too small for it, and Erik was riding it at their house (without training wheels for the first time ever!!!), they gifted it him! I remembered today that about 5 years ago, Dave and I did a similar thing for someone else. We'd been given two large bikes for Erik and Luey when they were just little, little, and because they couldn't use them, we ended up giving them to another family who could use them. So, the adage IS true, what goes around DOES come around, too!


Look! No training wheels! (Dave is so proud of him because Dave never learned to ride a two wheeler bike. I did learn, but I was older than Erik (already 10), so he's bested both of us!)


Oh, and I had to show you guys... I bought my first new winter coat in 20 years!!! And to go with her, I bought a gorgeous fringed scarf and TWO pair of boots (second pair was 1/2 price, and Unca Kev paid for it)...


I really wanted the purple boots, but thought they wouldn't go with everything, so bought the black because they're "safer"... But then it just so happened that the very day I go to buy the black boots, the shop I bought them in is have a "Second pair 50% off sale", so for that price I couldn't resist the funky purple ones.

I'm not sure if you can see it on this photo, but the scarf has flecks in the very same purple as the boots!

A girl has to feel "stylish" sometimes, right?


Can't go wrong with a classic cut like this, am actually looking forward to the cold weather. Definitely can't afford to put on any weight this winter, but the "IV Diet" from this week has actually made me shed nearly 3kg since I bought the coast, so I'm feeling fairly confident now...

Anyway, when my brain decides to be a bit more co-operative, I'll try to post something a little more stimulating, LOL...

Comments

Juniper said…
Glad to see you back blogging Sif - a sure sign you are on the mend LOL!

Love the clothes, can't wait to see them IRL. Also, yeah! re: Erik and the bike! such a big boy now!
Jen said…
Good to hear from you again and that you are recovering from the operation :) . Love the jacket and boots..really love the boots! :)
Joy Johnston said…
It's a lovely photo Sif, and I am honored to be compared with, and pictured with, your mother (and Ari). It was lovely to meet her.

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