Days After

I managed to survive the day yesterday without anyone telling me what to do, how to do it, without anyone telling me what I'm thinking and what I'm feeling - it was amazing!

I share my life with people who feel compelled to tell me how to do things. My mom is probably the worst. We have more little "discussions" on the process of doing things - I do them my way and she wants them done her way. Little things - like what to say to my kids, how to make cornbread. It's astonishing. Then, my husband has decided that he knows how I'm feeling and what I'm thinking...geez, it's amazing. I'm not presumptuous enough to think that I know how anyone feels or thinks...talk to me and then I'll know. I can tell if you're upset about something but not what!

Most of the time I am able to blow it off completely but after 9 days of instructions, I'm done.

I'm prepping today for my colonoscopy tomorrow. Liquid diet - no cream in my coffee. I'm not too happy about the colonoscopy - I don't like the idea of people going in an out place. I'm nervous about anesthesia, and, of course, my Mom has told me some horror stories about some of her friends who have had problems after their procedures. Of course, my husband tells me that I'm being silly! The laxative stuff is supposed to start at 2 - I think I'm going to start it a little earlier - can't hurt and maybe I'll be able to sleep tonight...not happy about this procedure. I've had three c-sections and when I was 18 I had my wisdom teeth surgically removed - had to go to the hospital but I refused to spend the night - my roomies took me home. Otherwise, I've been pretty lucky.

Rain here this afternoon. I'm going to yoga, then to the grocery store and to mail some stuff to Andy. We are working on Christmas gifts to get sent to Lesley. I don't know what to give her.