Cookies, Cupcakes, and Cardio

Today, I am very fortunate that my surgery to remove my gallbladder went successfully!  Obviously, the need to blog is still kicking . . . they didn’t cut that out, but I am still a little groggy!  I asked the Doc to see my stone, but apparently it is considered a “biohazard” . . . ewe!  Everyone that helped me today was incredibly kind, and caring . . . and patient with my multitude of questions!  I am very impressed with all of the Doctors and Nurses in the Cranbrook Hospital . . . if you happen to be reading this, I sincerely mean it!

Here is a funny story from the morning . . . well, possibly not funny to you, but it was to me and Paul!  When I got into the hospital, they sent me to Day Surgery, where I was given my robes, booties, hat and told to get undressed.  Like, completely!  I had to go commando!  Ewe!  Anyway, just as I was about to get nekkid, the first nurse I dealt with, told me that I had to go to the lab to get a PREGNANCY TEST!  “WHAT!?!” was basically my response.  Apparently, being terrified in the hospital, waiting to get my gut cut open wasn’t enough excitement for one day, that the ante had to be upped with the ole “P” word.  So, I waddled down to the lab, peed in the cup (which the next nurse grabbed with her bare hands . . . thank god I washed the outside off!), and spent the next couple of minutes worrying about the worse case scenario (which you know I do very well!).  If I’m pregnant, I can’t have my surgery.  I’ve been waiting since last summer for this surgery, and a baby will mess it up!  If I’m pregnant, I’ll have a baby. Oh dear.  To lighten my worry, I texted my dad “In hospital, waiting for pregnancy test results”.  I knew that would shock him, and it made me laugh.  I was a little disturbed when he wrote back “hee hee”.  Anyway, the results came back negative, so the surgery was a go.

They called me in an hour early, which was great to get it over with, but I didn’t get my trashy present magazines read!  I needed to read about Will and Kate!  I missed those mags . . . People, US Weekly, Hello! Canada, Marie Claire, Martha Stewart Living.  It was my New Years Resolution to stop reading and buying magazines, but come on, a surgery is a fairly decent excuse to break the resolution.

The thing that I am most fortunate for today is Paul who faithfully waited by my side the entire day, and is still here now, working away on his laptop.  Thank you Paul, I can’t thank you enough.  My family and friends have also been great, and I appreciate all of the well wishes and sending of thoughts.  It takes a great person to take 3 seconds out of their day to remember what is going on in someone else’s life.  Seriously!  Sometimes we get caught up in all of our own stuff, that we forget about others.  I have been very humbled by the number of people who sent me good thoughts . . . thank you friends!

My pride and joy is my blog and baking.  Some may say children are supposed to be, but I get my fulfillment teaching others’ children.  I don’t know how my parents did it . . . raising children and teaching!  One or the other, please.  RIght now, it looks like it’s teaching . . . and blogging and baking!

I have totally been neglecting my blog in the last couple of months, and haven’t been able to tell as many stories as I like to . . . or as many cardio posts (hmm, I think I have mentioned that a number of times!)   I think of CCC as a way to express how I’m feeling at any given moment,  what is going on in my world, or the latest recipe I stumbled upon and recreated.  I am leading a very busy life at the moment, but one of my friends pointed out on the weekend that I “function very well when scheduled”.  She was right, but of course it’s all within reason.  Who needs sleep!?!

I love schedules.  If I could be a professional scheduler, I would be!  What has been difficult as of late, has been learning to schedule a NEW responsibility into my already busy schedule . . . JJ’s Custom Cakery.  Obviously (to everyone else) I am going to need to give up some of my “jobs”, but that is a hard pill to swallow for someone obsessed with scheduling.

My gut reaction to fight this sensible notion of “giving something up” and replace it with “NO, I CAN DO IT ALL!”  but, I’m learning I can’t.  Emotionally it leads to breakdowns, it leads to lack of sleep, it leads to a poor memory (which I kind of need for teaching and baking . . . baking powder does NOT do the same work that baking soda does!) and it leads to a complete lack of a social life (thank god Paul is liking caking).  I can’t forget to mention how “doing it all” severely affects my TV watching schedule!  Oh the shame, the shame.

As I set out in this next journey with a new business, I am so excited to see what lays ahead.  Scared at the same time, but excited about what might be.  Everyday a new opportunity may come my way, and  new excitement can begin to build, one order at a time.