1. Have you ever had surgery?
I have.
6 times, although I’m not sure two of them really count.
The first two were to remove dysplastic nevi from my skin. Too many hours in the sun with too little protection led to some scary moles that needed to be removed.
After that, I had 3 c-sections which produced three wonderful babies!
Then, I had surgery on my neck to remove a lymph node which had grown to epic proportions. Turns out, I have something called Kikuchi Fujimoto disease. Go figure.
Finally, I had my last c-section and had a tubal ligation at the same time. This last surgery produced my sweet, little Tiny Monkey.
So, yes, I’ve had surgeries, but the majority have been for fantabulous reasons, and the others, not really such a big deal.
2. Ever ride in an ambulance?
Nope, and I hope I never have to.
3. How are you in a medical emergency? Panicked? Calm?
Calm. Mainly because everyone else is panicking (not Real Man, but kids, parents, etc.) and so the crazier they get, the calmer I get.
Someone’s gotta keep a cool head!
4. Do you have a garden? Flowers or veggies?
Perhaps I haven’t mentioned my brown thumb?
The answer is a resounding NO.
5. When did you move out of your parents house?
When I was 23.
Graduated college at 22.
Came home for awhile.
Decided to move out for everyone’s sake.
It was a hard adjustment to move back after living on my own, 9 hours away (6 if I was driving) for 4 years.
I moved into a large house with two roommates, Nita and Mike. Not sure where either of them are today, but I lived there until Real Man and I got married when I was 26. Loved it.
Well, except for the arguments over who would mow the lawn, or Mike’s dirty dishes in the sink, or…okay, maybe LOVED isn’t the right word. Still, I think everyone should live “on their own” for awhile.
That’s my wisdom for the day.
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