THE IMPORTANCE OF HOME

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME.  No place!  Home is where you hang your hat or where your living presence is made known.  A sweet place to relax and recover from the outside world.  You can have very little material possessions where the warmth of a person makes all the difference.  Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  I behold HOME and it is Beautiful.

A roof over my head and a recliner to sit in.  I am living in a decent structure with interior running water and air conditioning in the heat of the summer.  Heat in the winter.  Nice appliances to enhance this place.  I am grateful to have a place to call HOME.  The older I get, the more grateful I become.  As we morph into the small COTTAGE, there is a peace that envelopes me.  I wish we were already there, but first I have to recover from having a hysterectomy that was performed the old fashioned way due to a oversized uterus.

Though our present HOME is a mess with little left in it because we are working at relocating to our tiny COTTAGE that will become our HOME later in the year, this main house is what I call HOME for the time being.  We are slowly progressing to getting everything out of here.  We are on pause for the time being as I heal.  This main house is where I am recovering from major surgery I had on Monday in Kansas City.

Surgery went exceptionally well as the doctor removed my uterus, fallopian tubes, ovaries and cervix.  I was diagnosed with uterine cancer earlier this Summer.  Because the uterus was so large, the test that they usually do with light to see if the cancer had spread to the lymph nodes, could not be done.  I'll have to wait until the pathology returns in about a week.  

A distorted uterus full of large fibroids.  The uterus was approximately 20 centimeters in length. The average dimensions of the uterus in an adult female are 8 cm long, 5 cm across, and 4 cm thick.  I don't know what all the dimensions of my uterus were other than the length of mine was 20 cm.  That's huge.  Over twice the length it should have been.  With the incision I have, I almost think this is how it feels to have a cesarean. 

I asked the doctor if he would take a picture of the uterus so I could see what it looked like.  He did.  It was interesting to see and yet I can not explain in words how weird it was and grossly distorted.  I pray the cancer was all contained.  

Why I had such large fibroids, I don't know.  I can only guess.    

I am incredibly sore.  Pain meds are being taken.  I'm walking and standing about every two hours.  Going to the toilet is challenging.  Successfully, I am mastering the technique.  I have hopes of recovering and moving toward a healthier LIFESTYLE.  Falling asleep throughout the day taking naps to regain my strength.   

I have a grown appreciation for the Hospital Staff.  All were so kind to me.  

Making the COTTAGE our HOME will come after I recover and can return to lifting things heavier than 10 pounds.  That will be in 8 weeks or so and I will do what I can between now and then.  No lifting or rigorous activity.  

I am a HOMEBODY so as I recover I will be enjoying the presence of this place.  Having a place to call HOME means so much to me.  I gave death much thought before the surgery. Made some preparations in case I passed.  How do I want to live?  What changes will I make?  

Having a heavenly HOME will be my destiny one day.  I still may have a cancer battle in the near future if the results are bad.  I will have to focus my thoughts are other things as I wait to hear.  I have been thinking a great deal about the exercise I will do after I heal up.  The food I will be eating is very important as I gear toward what is called clean eating and giving GOD thanks for the beautiful foods He has made for us as we live on planet earth.

The importance of HOME matters.  HOME is what we make it.  I truly am contented to be HOME.
~d