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So updates, sorry I am not great at them. i went home later on the 3rd, and spent most of the week asleep or reading. I can handle sitting up most of the day now. I actually walked to the corner of the block across the street and back. The 5 incisions they made itch like mad, and my guts still hate me. Yes I am being careful, don't need my insides falling out or anything. I have no idea how many fibriods they took out, but lets just say one was bigger than a soft ball, one bigger than a baseball, and a stupidly large crop of little ones. There wasn't much more room, and they were kinda shocked at the growth in a couple of months. They were deff pressing on like everything. People have babysat my invalid self, sent cards, video games, coloring books (WHO ARE YOU BOOK PERSON????), and spent time keeping me company at all hours due to rather horrid pain. I'd like to note this is when you can tell those who are actually friends and those who care about you. When you are a drugged babbling dork and they sit and listen, or help you put on your socks because you cant bend yet. This also shows you who said they loved you and cared, and then just bailed when you needed them most. Sad, and frustrating that I saw who you could be, and not who you are. And my drugged self doesn't have a filter, so prob good those couple of ppl I can't see, and tell them what I think. Heh