No more pregnancies for me (hopefully). I’m having some minor anxiety about my surgery, but overall I’m happy I’m getting it done (especially since my husband got a week off work to help with my recovery). And because I’m going through such an extensive* procedure, I get a few days off from working in the office (win!!).
On the downside of things, I feel another wave of depression coming on. It’s like I can see a storm in the not-so-far-off distance, the air is changing, the winds are picking up, there’s a definite drop in temperature, and if all is quiet enough, I can hear rainfall. I’m not in the throws of the storm, but I can feel it’s impact.
Back on a lighter note, my research on becoming a mortician is absolutely fascinating. I’m nervous about the thought of dealing with bodily fluids in a state of decay, the possibility of violent deaths, and especially dead children. The first two I’m moderately nervous about, but the latter is very upsetting. I’m about 95% sure I can deal with what’s in store, but there’s still that 5% of doubt. Regardless, I am excited for what the future holds.
Well, chores are calling, lot’s of things to do so I can have as much of a stress-free day as possible tomorrow. I’ll be back here later on. Good day all!
* This is noting extreme sarcasm as my procedure is minimally invasive and should take a mere 10 minutes.