Well, now that I'm no longer going to be having babies I've decided to do what I can to put back together what 6 1/2 years of pregnancy has done to this old body of mine. Getting back to my prepregnancy weight (not shape, mind you) is an ongoing process of highest priority. This for me currently entails exercising 30 minutes a day on the elliptical machine and not having seconds on dessert. (I write this laughing at myself because I just finished swallowing some Girardelli dark chocolate for no good reason other than it tasted wonderful.)
Another item of urgency is to get my varicose veins removed. These have plagued me for years and kept me from wearing knee length skirts or shorts. It is unsightly. Oftentimes, people(usually teenage girls) will ask me if I've been in an accident or something because it looks like my calf is weirdly injured. "Well, not exactly an accident..." I never know how to reply. I usually just say, "No" and leave it at that. I mean what can you say? "This is what happens when you gain and loose 45 pounds every 18 months for 10 years?" I just leave them wondering.
So today I had my vein ultrasound which was an interesting experience. I learned that when you hold your breath and bear down and the machine sounds like the creature from the Black Lagoon that your vein is not working properly. It also produces a wonderful display of red and blue on the monitor like Fourth of July Fireworks.
I did have a fruitful conversation with the ultrasound technician about the blessing of having many children versus the physical discomfort and pain. She has a baby at home and is dreading the labor aspect of having more children. We talked about the purpose of pain and the things we knowingly go through as moms to give life. In the end, the body is not eternal, but the soul is.
The doctor, a very nice man, was so tactful in explaining my condition. "Well, your vein is very large and distended. About one centimeter. About 5 times the normal size. This is not normal." Yes, I knew that. Bottom line, once insurance does their thing I will have the vein stripped out of my leg and a little bit of cosmetic work done so that my leg will be "pretty" again.
I am looking forward to shorts next summer and going on road trips without wearing a compression hose. I am looking forward to working without my left leg swelling up. I am looking forward to getting out of bed in the morning without feeling the blood rush to my foot and stay there.
Can't you just see me in my June Cleaver dress vacuuming the carpet? Well, maybe not.