Complex Atypical Hyperplasia, Having Hysterectomy, and My Recovery So Far

It has exactly been a month since my Total Hysterectomy, and I thought I’d just add my own tales to the numerous stories about hysterectomy out there in the web. Fair warning, there’d be a lot of “girl talk” going on and I might go into a lot of details that might be TMI to some of you. So if you’re squeamish about talking about menstrual cycles, the female reproductive system, surgery and bleeding in general, it might be better to just close this window and open Netflix and watch some Brooklyn Nine-Nine or My Little Ponies.

Nightmares and ‪Stuff of horror movies

Hearing your only daughter call out to you from downstairs but you are also hugging a sleeping form of the same daughter beside you.‬

I have trouble sleeping at night (and then it’s too hot to sleep during the daytime. What is worse is when I start having dreams while I am still half awake. These hypnagogic dreams or hallucinations torment me and tonight’s was one of the more chilling ones.

🙁 I just want to get some rest.

How Do We Recover From The Long Silence?

I have been away, constantly telling myself and you that I’ll be back soon, only to break that promise time and time again.

How do I pick up the momentum now that the relationship with you is dead? Do I serenade you, dance for you, attempt to make myself irresistible so you’d come to me? Do I start talking about my life over the last few years and pretend the gap never happened? How do I even talk to you? I don’t even know what you’re supposed to be.

Are you about lifestyle? Are you about personal stuff? About events? Are you supposed to be a gallery or portfolio? What do we have to gain to be together again, my dear blog? What do we do now?

Who’s a Netflix Addict? *Points to Self*

I was hoping to write something over the weekend, but I got sucked into the blackhole that is Netflix (I did other stuff aside from Netflix, I swear! #defensive #multitask). While I did have a copy of 12 Monkeys since November last year, I only started to binge watch the TV series this Saturday. So far so good. I haven’t finished catching up, but I like what I’ve seen. I’ve finished a few Netflix-owned TV series too, A Series of Unfortunate Events was one of the latest, Santa Clarita Diet, and then some movies… But yeah, right now 12 Monkeys is my drug.

The First 24 Hours on the Road to (Data) Recovery

Earlier this year or maybe even late last year, I have been experiencing problems with my desktop. It takes forever to load OS, if at all. I get BSOD half of the time its on, trying to open files takes forever and pretty much the desktop has become unreliable.

And while I have a personal laptop and a work laptop, there is something about working on a desktop that makes it feel more substantial. So I said to myself, I’d have to get things up and running before the first half of this year ends.

Fresh Start

Whether you’ve been an RSS reader for a while now, or I have coerced you recently to checking my website, or if you just happen to come across this entry at some point in the future through searching and stalking, hello!

Oh dear… I’ve done this countless of times for when I tried to resuscitate my blog from hibernation. I got bored. I had too much on my plate. I got lazy. I have tried and failed endless times but thank you for your patience. I’m getting rusty. It has been a while now.
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OK…?

My punny family and I were preparing the ingredients for taco salad…

Mom: Is it OK that your brothers got this cheese brand for grating? *shows me the cheese block*
Me: Oh OK… How does it taste?
Brother: Uh… it’s OK

ok cheese

Rumble Tumble Tummy

It started halfway going home.

I felt carsick and I couldn’t figure out why the usual quick fixes won’t work. I was starting to calculate if I should tell the cabby to pull over as soon as possible so I could throw up, or if I can wait until the end of the trip.

I managed to get home without throwing up but I knew it was getting worse. I went straight to the bathroom and poised myself in front of the sink to vomit. But I can’t! So now I could not understand what my body wants to do! My chest was tightening. Felt like I was having heartburn too. Should I panic? What do you want, body? Is it my stomach, my intestines, my heart, my lungs? What is it, Lassie, did little Timmy fall in a well?

The Leap

First, she felt a dream growing inside her. Then, once she’d made her decision, she noticed the fear in her heart. Finally came the leap of faith and, with it, a new opportunity. That is how changes are born. That is how great things come to pass.

 

Awakening