Radiation

This was me a little over a year ago, waiting for my thyroidectomy, 14 weeks pregnant with Cpt. Adorable.

Handsome Husband stayed and waited with me the whole time until I went into surgery.

This is the "pig" that held my radioactive iodine pill that I swallowed last week. They wouldn't let me take a picture of the pill (it was just a normal sized gel cap) since they wanted me to hurry up and swallow it and LEAVE so I wouldn't contaminate everyone. My aunt Abra came with me and we laughed and joked the whole time we were waiting.

What radiation was like for me:

* nausea and loss of appetite for about 5-7 days (didn't kick in until the day after) it totally reminded me of mild morning sickness where the sight of food made me want to throw up.

*feeling COLD and shivering (I slept with 3 blankets, fully clothed with slippers and the house was kept at 70 degrees)

*feeling tired and sleeping a lot

* waking up with some insomnia

*getting some meaningful scripture study done for the first time in a LONG time without the distraction of kids

*feeling so disconnected from life without my kids

*starting to memorize The Living Christ for a Personal Progress project

*doing whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted and feeling totally useless in the process (kind of reminded me of life as a teenager)

*keeping busy with doing a puzzle while listening to an audiobook:

*watching Glenn Beck and the whole Health Care drama with my grandparents

*watching movies and Bewitched with my Grandma

*feeling like time was dragging on

*living for those picture messages from Handsome Husband of my cute kids

*being SO relieved to finally be able to eat REAL FOOD

*my Grandma made me my Mom's beef stew and that was a TOTAL comfort food for me

*my Grandpa made tasty pina coladas for us

*feeling overwhelming gratitude for everyone who was helping with the kids and me

*LOVING seeing my kids when they visited, but HATING not being able to touch them and kiss them

*enjoying a girl's luncheon with my Grandma, Mom and aunt Abra, but feeling like I needed to stay away from the little kids in the restaurant (this was the day before I went home to see the kids)

*feeling like a leper when people would recoil from me if they accidentally touched me

*feeling horrible when my husband hesitated to hug me and I had to convince him that it was safe

*being a little overwhelmed at how emotional this whole process was