Now, for those of you who have not yet been to Google Translate (or know Dutch) the title means delayed. As in today I decided to delay something important.
You see I was called yesterday by the hospital about how the hair removal was going and did I know when I could be ready to go in. OMG! Should be about three weeks, but I need to check with the clinic.
Called the clinic who said that based on Tuesdays visit it would be between 3 and 9 weeks. So I started to look at things from a planning point of view and it's just not going to happen!
Best scenario I would be lying in bed with quite a wound that I am trying to keep clean whilst builders rip the roof off of the house to fit a dormer window. Or builders would be inside building walls. Either way, not the most hygienic environments with the dust and stuff...
Worst case scenario Mrs Stace would need too much help day to day and we would be getting ready for Kleintje to make an appearance.
Now... I can delay the operation without a problem (more or less). Mrs Stace has a bit more difficulty in not getting any more pregnant for a month or two.
Damn... March or April next year it is!
On the bright side (yes there are a few!)
- This was my choice. Being a control freak that is very important to me! :)
- This is being done for such a right reason - getting the house ready for a baby, and supporting Mrs Stace during the last few weeks is far more important!
- As my therapist pointed out to me last week. Don't see it as a major op with a painful recovery. Once you are a couple of weeks into recovery I've been told I should be able to do some things. Just not lifting from the ground! That means my recovery will be spent with Kleintje and getting to know him or her in a way that woud not otherwise have been possible!
So. Jammer. (More Dutch). But not as jammer as making this decision would have been a while ago!