Free Yourself, Woman.

So I bit the bullet last night and posted an introduction in the uh, Introduction forum. Of course that's where I posted it. Where else would I post it?

I have a terrible habit of arguing with myself in public. Now I'm having second thoughts about posting this. Now I'm getting all paranoid and weirded out.

Okay. I get a little nuts. I better get back on track before the men in white coats show up.

Anyway, where was I?

Oh yeah, so I'm glad I did it. The people who replied were so helpful and encouraging. I felt better today. There was a lot less pain and I only had trouble until about 1:00 or so with nausea. Heather's advice about the Nauseaz was a life saver. It helped push it back long enough for me to get some protein in, which, in turn I think helped with my headache and general achiness. It's all so interrelated! God has such a sense of humor. Wait - is achiness even a word?

Anyway, I can't help but think that maybe I was just feeling a little down and isolated since the surgery and I really needed to vent to someone. To share. To chat. Connect, I guess. I crawl inside my head sometimes and that's no place to be. It's lonely in there. Dark. Musty. I'm pretty sure there's spiders.

Best to stay away.

So it was good to crawl outside my head, as well as my own ass, and embrace some daylight.

Meh, I don't know. I'm sure it was a combination of all those things - protein, sleep, no headache, appetite returning, encouragement, connecting - but whatever. I'm just happy to be seeing the light at the end of the tunnel again.

Cheers!