Six Weeks to Go...
Hello. My name is Julia Hart and I am having open-heart surgery in 6 weeks.
Actually, my name isn't really Julia Hart, I stole it from my favorite movie, The Wedding Singer. (Names have been changed to protect the innocent, namely me - but let's face it - in the words of Britney Spears, "I'm not that innocent." It's sad that I know that...)
I really AM having open-heart surgery, though. Why, you ask? Well, it's a long story. One I will not tell in a single night.
This is the first time in my entire life that I've ever attempted keeping any sort of a daily log (or blog, as it were). I figured that since surgery is a mere 6 weeks away, it would be kind of cool to write about things. So here I am. Writing. About things.
I have found that as the surgery date approaches (and I've had this date set for 6 weeks), I find new things to worry about. My main worry right now is the IV that's most certainly going to be in my neck. Considering the fact that since I am extremely needlephobic (anyone know the technical name for that?) and very squeamish, this will be difficult to work with. It might be detrimental to my recovery, which I will most certainly tell my surgeon when I meet with him the day before my surgery.
I have a husband who wants to be called Maximillian (but let's face it, he's more of a Robbie) who has been extremely (and humorously) supportive since we found out about the surgery when I saw my cardiologist in March. I have a 10 year-old son (oops! ten and a half) we'll call Will, who doesn't really know the impact this will have on our lives.
Random thought: I am watching The Silence of the Lambs as I write this, and right now I'm in the mood for a nice Chianti. I think I'm just glad that Hannibal Lechter wouldn't want to eat MY heart.
Well, I think that's all for now. Thanks for reading. Stay tuned for another episode of the Hart Chronicles.
Actually, my name isn't really Julia Hart, I stole it from my favorite movie, The Wedding Singer. (Names have been changed to protect the innocent, namely me - but let's face it - in the words of Britney Spears, "I'm not that innocent." It's sad that I know that...)
I really AM having open-heart surgery, though. Why, you ask? Well, it's a long story. One I will not tell in a single night.
This is the first time in my entire life that I've ever attempted keeping any sort of a daily log (or blog, as it were). I figured that since surgery is a mere 6 weeks away, it would be kind of cool to write about things. So here I am. Writing. About things.
I have found that as the surgery date approaches (and I've had this date set for 6 weeks), I find new things to worry about. My main worry right now is the IV that's most certainly going to be in my neck. Considering the fact that since I am extremely needlephobic (anyone know the technical name for that?) and very squeamish, this will be difficult to work with. It might be detrimental to my recovery, which I will most certainly tell my surgeon when I meet with him the day before my surgery.
I have a husband who wants to be called Maximillian (but let's face it, he's more of a Robbie) who has been extremely (and humorously) supportive since we found out about the surgery when I saw my cardiologist in March. I have a 10 year-old son (oops! ten and a half) we'll call Will, who doesn't really know the impact this will have on our lives.
Random thought: I am watching The Silence of the Lambs as I write this, and right now I'm in the mood for a nice Chianti. I think I'm just glad that Hannibal Lechter wouldn't want to eat MY heart.
Well, I think that's all for now. Thanks for reading. Stay tuned for another episode of the Hart Chronicles.
posted by Julia Hart at
9:42 PM
2 Comments:
Glad you're blogging so we can support you from near and far...and maybe stalk you a bit!
So, can I still be Thor in your chronicle, if I ever make an appearance?
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Anonymous, at 10:32 AM, June 06, 2006
Ha ha! Thor and I are EXPERT stalkers (muhahahaha!). Just kidding... although I do feel as though we will both bre frequent visitors. :)
Can I still be B-Dubbs, or do you have a different witty name for me (if I ever make an appearance).
P.S. Julia, I saw Johnny Depp cereal at the grocery store last night. I ALMOST bought it for you. [Insert somewhat off color joke about nibbling on Johnny here] :)
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Anonymous, at 1:51 PM, June 06, 2006
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