I’ve been home from the hospital for a week now, and everything is going extremely well. So well in fact, that I am slightly creeped out. My habit is to over-think and over-analyze things. So when things in my life go better than expected for no apparent reason, instead of just being grateful, I start thinking about the multitude of things that could go wrong.
Those that know me know that I am planner by trade, and an important aspect of my job is to seek out and research opportunities and options, and understand and manage risk. That’s the approach I take to all major challenges in my life.
So, I felt very prepared going into this surgery. I read everything the doctors gave me – at least three times. I checked out the blogs of women who had this experience. I have two good friends that have been through this and they have been wonderful, supportive mentors. I surfed the Net. Even with all of that preparation, perhaps in spite of all of that preparation, I am truly surprised at how well things went and continue to go.