3 more days until New Year's Eve!

Just got back from mass at All Saints in Hayward. I love that church. When we were there, it made me feel like I didn't miss Christmas after all. The church was decorated with christmas trees and bright lights and poinsettas. It was really beautiful. I love that mass mainly because it is very quiet and peaceful, and the choir sings the most inspirational songs. I'm glad I was able to attend today.

This weekend has been a good one. I finally got out of the house! Yup. I was losing my mind staying on the couch and watching TV every single minute of each of the past 6 days. You just feel so lifeless and dopey. I hated it. I have to admit though....it ain't easy walking around. I get so tired easily. Even walking upstairs or taking a shower wears me out. Yesterday was the first day I left the house and I got exhausted after walking from our car to a store. Luckily, I have very sweet, loved ones who carry my purse for me and help me walk when they know it's getting to much for me. And it has already gotten better in the past 24 hours, so I am looking forward to getting back to my normal self any week now.

I have to say that I really appreciate everyone who has been extremely supportive through this whole experience. Francis and Ron gave out emails updating my family/friends of my status, and it was very touching to receive all the flowers/balloons/e-greetings/calls...especially from my very friends that I hardly see anymore. I really appreciate everyone's concern. This situation has really made me realize how you should always keep your loved ones close to you and never take them for granted. Life is definitely to short. I often think about what life would be like if things were different, if I was different...and then I stop. Because what has happened is exactly what was meant to happen. I truely believe that God has a plan for each of us. If I had never had continuous pain or discomfort, I would have never learned about a disease called endomtriosis. If I never heard of endometriosis, I would have never began researching endometriosis specialists in February. If the pain didn't get worse, I would have never needed surgery. If I didn't have the surgery, I would have never known that I had endometriosis and it might have progressed to a level that was "un-fixable". If I didn't do my research to find a specialist, I would not have had the surgeon ready to excise the endometriosis after the diagnosis. So, even though I have gone through extreme pain and still continue to recover from surgery, I realize that everything that has happened, happened for a reason. And I thank God every day for watching over me and my family.
- just me, Jo @ 8:06:00 PM