I’m back! I took a few days off of blogging because I do this for fun, but I’d felt a bit overwhelmed this past week. I was stressed and feeling anxiety about my LEEP procedure on Friday, but turns out, it was a piece of cake (followed by real post-surgery sugaryness).
Here are my thoughts on the experience and a photo recap of the weekend.
I had some great food this past week, which shouldn’t surprise you. Nick and I (mostly Nick) made these broccoli fritters with that yogurt/garlic/lemon sauce that I love. They were so yummy and great leftover in lunches.
We got our assortment of Joy Wine & Spirits‘ wine club picks! Perfect for post-work(out) de-stressing (not distressing!).
Nick and I both took Friday off from work because my surgery was scheduled for noon. Thursday night, he had a work function and I went to dinner with my editor and her husband at Annette in the Stanley Marketplace. It was delicious and such a great way to unwind and get my mind off of the next day’s “festivities.” I might write a whole post on that restaurant experience! But for now you get to see these “peas and carrots” above.
Friday morning, the man concocted this lovely breakfast for me! Thankfully I didn’t have to fast. A spinach and mushroom scramble topped with tomatoes and avocados? Yes, please. Also: toast with butter, of course. (Has anyone tried Whole Foods’ Seeduction loaf? That stuff is outstanding.)
Here we are awaiting the dreaded “We’re ready for you!” call. Nick is such a nurturer. Have I mentioned that I love this man? No? Yeah, well I do.
Here he’s stifling laughter as I got to experience anxiety meds and serious painkillers for the first time. Enter, the high eyes:
It’s important to have freshly painted toes before a procedure of such personal proportions.
Okay so my actual thoughts on the LEEP process: LEEP is basically having pre-cancerous cells cut off of your cervix, an incredibly sensitive area—and subject, since it’s usually caused by HPV—and there is no way to make any of that sound pleasant. But I will tell you this: it was a tiny, itty-bitty fraction of what I’d prepared myself for.
I am the most squeamish and medically anxious person I know, so the anticipation was the worst torture of all. During the weeks leading up to the procedure, I wanted to talk to as many people as possible who’d endured it before. One mentioned that her doctor prescribed her an anxiety pill for the morning of, and that it really helped. I’m so glad I brought this up to my doctor, who also prescribed me a pill that I took about 30 minutes prior to the surgery. (DO THIS.)
I was so at ease that, when they asked me if a med student could observe the procedure, I literally said, “F&*$ it, why not.” Mild embarrassment aside, I’m quite proud of myself (seeing as the last two exams they asked the same question and I vetoed it within seconds). The nurse just chuckled at me.
The procedure itself took 10 minutes, and afterward, I was free to go with Nick to the land of sugary surgery rewards: Voodoo Donuts. I’d never been there before, but ’twas the time to try them in large quantities.
We got donuts covered in Oreos, and donuts filled with Bavarian cream, and old-fashioned glazed donuts. No holds barred.
Nick had been coming down with a small cold at this same time, so lying in bed eating donuts while watching Netflix was what the doctor ordered, two-fold. I think we fell asleep in a sugar coma shortly after. I don’t even remember. I also barely remember the Cosmo’s pizza we inhaled later that night. Such is life.
Saturday the man went for a 20-mile trail run (which didn’t necessarily help his sickness) while I got a weird burst of energy and cleaned the whole house.
Sunday we were feeling some cabin fever, so we went for a 3.5-mile walk around the neighborhood, admiring loads of gorgeous flowers and a ton of interesting birds about.
Nick did groceries while I napped, and then he rested on the couch while I cooked us some cowboy breakfast. Give and take. 🙂
(That cowboy breakfast was EXTRA good with some adobo chile sauce.)
That evening we went to one of his coworker’s potluck-style parties for a bit, before deciding we needed to come back home and rest in bed. We’re into Hinterland on Netflix and it is amazing… a new replacement for Wallander. Check it out!
I can’t run for a week or two, so I’m just going to take it easy and enjoy some of the extra rest. Unfortunately I don’t think I can do the donuts-and-Cosmo’s thing every day!
How do you reward yourself after a stressful visit to the doctor?