Dearest Hubby and (his) Family...

While I thank you for taking the day off work to go with me to the hospital...I don't thank you for how after a week, you asked me to go with your mother to pick up a jet ski trailer. Or how you left me with your mother the day after surgery; she drove like a crazy person and seemed to take the longest, bumpiest way home. Or how she keeps saying "I had a hysterectomy and I was up and about after 2 days" or my favorite is when she begins her sentences with "No offense, but..." because she will inevitably say something offensive or stupid. I keep telling her that I didn't JUST have a hysterectomy, I also had repairs and TVT. I am also not the ram-rod type like her, who over does it and tries to prove how much of a bad *** I am. I AM a bad ***...and I don't have to prove it to anyone.

Having said that, oh hubby dearest, I think you've listened to her too much and now you think I should be bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready to take on the world. Some days, I am. But I am also very easily exhausted. You don't seem to get it that I have Fibromyalgia on top of healing from surgery. I'm sick of explaining this to you and everyone else.

I do appreciate that you at least checked in on me in the days after surgery and made sure I had a drink or food to eat. I also appreciate that you kept the housework up and cooked meals in those days. And I am sorry if this post seems like I'm ungrateful for the little things. I'm just ready to be healed so I can do everything on my own again and not have to depend on anyone for anything.