April 2008


 

This started as a blog for my writing, and has devolved into an account of my medical woes.  Thus far I have been very calm and have taken this health snafu as just that.  Today, after my surgical consult and speaking with the head nurse about the details I am forced to deal with the reality of my procedure, and what major surgery really is. These are the specifics:

1.  I will be in the hospital for 4 days at least.

2.  The recovery period is 4-5 weeks. OMG.  I was not expecting that, at all!  Although I think b/c I am young and because I am oddly strong and heal freakishly fast, I hope to only need 3-4 weeks.

3.  Apparently abdominal surgery is a rather painful procedure due to the muscles that are involved or something like that and it is known to cause great discomfort while healing.  Fantastic, can’t wait.

4.  I will be needing several tests and the goal is to be admitted next Wednesday and operated on on Thursday. 

There you have it.  I am not afraid believe it or not.  I just want, need to have this fixed because I am very tired of feeling ill and being in a haze of pain killers.  I hate not being able to write.  I really hate to be fussed over and unfortunately I will need just that for much longer than I had imagined.  My mother on the other hand has been stressing me out to the point where I had to tell her she was driving me crazy.  I made her promise to relax and stay strong because I will lose my mind if she doesn’t get it together.  Thankfully, she realized her actions and called me a little while ago, promising to stop freaking out, which I appreciated and found very comforting. 

I will be checking in here and on Stumbleupon as much as I can, in order to maintain my sanity and not go through the dreaded Web 2.0 withdrawal (which I hear is worse than my surgery). 

Thank you for all your kind words of support, they all make me feel warm and fuzzy and that is a natural high I can use right now.  It is really a testament to the bond you can feel for “online friends” that is at times dismissed unfairly.  The people I have met online are so kind and have really made me smile, with their supportive and humorous messages.   

I will be posting here whenever I can and going on SU.  Come visit, OK?

Thank you for caring,

Veronica Romm

 

April 28th 2008:

This morning I wrote the post below thinking I was having Laproscopic surgery, easy in out, done.  Unfortunately, I am now having as my surgeon said “Major surgery that has a high success rate.”  I also must wait yet another week because I will be needing a series of pre-op tests this week to prepare for the main event.  These include procedures that require local anesthetic and are “generally very uncomfortable.”  Once those are done I am expected to be in the hospital for FOUR days at the very least. 

 

 

 

AddThis Social Bookmark Button

 

 

 This is the post from this morning.

Today I am off to meet the Surgeon who will be opening me up and tinkering with my insides. I am calm and ready to get better. The Dr. comes highly recommended by a few different people I trust. Hoping that I can get operated on tomorrow b/c the last 3 weeks have been less than, to say the least. Wish me luck kids and hope my procedure does not mirror that of the above cartoon. Peace, Veronica

AddThis Social Bookmark Button

 

For those who don’t know and actually care.  I have been sick for the last 2 + weeks and I was supposed to have had (abdominal) surgery this week, but unfortunately I won’t be feeling much better until next week.  The healthcare system loves it’s red tape and other people’s money. 

I am doing fine under the circumstances and with the help of some pretty powerful drugs, am not in much pain.  I am however pretty limited in my movement.  Worst of all I can’t really focus on the computer screen and miss writing and doing my online thing with my online friends. 

I am pretty calm about the surgery part.  Never been much of a hypochondriac, and find it hard to worry about something I have little control over.  I know I have a belly problem and  with laproscopic surgery I should be feeling better than I have in a long time.   My mom is quite a different story and I find myself consoling her, telling her that I will be fine.  LOL

So there you have it.  I will be checking in of course, so feel free to drop me a message (hint,hint), send an email, telegram, smoke signal, shout out, prayer or what have you.  Have a good weekend, Veronica

 

 

When I started private high school my sophomore year, I met a fellow Russian student and we became very close friends.  Living in the suburbs and away from where most of my other Russian friends grew up, (mainly in Brooklyn and Queens) it was great to finally have a friend with whom I shared the same immigration experience and could speak the language to.  Although, in the last few years we have completely lost touch, I still miss her and the bond we shared.  She was an incredible writer from day one and for an assignment she wrote this poem about the disillusioned families that ventured here, and I thought it was brilliant and basically memorized it and have shared it with many people throughout my life, as I am sharing it with you now.  I wish I could credit her here using her full name and if she happens upon it, I will be thrilled too, but for the sake of her privacy I shall only give her first name, Zorina G. (which means a Queen in Russian).  I miss my friend and thank her for this piece of writing that has stayed close to my heart.  I hope that one day we will find one another again, maybe this poem will find her.  Who knows? 

Sidewalks

When we heard about this country we were

under the impression that the sidewalks were paved with gold.

When we came to this country we discovered several things;

First, the sidewalks were not paved in gold.

Second we realized the sidewalks were not paved at all.

And third, that in fact we were supposed to pave them.

 

AddThis Social Bookmark Button

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Next Page »