Where else can you write something like that post title and get away with it?
Lots of places, actually. But I wouldn't think of doing it anywhere but here.
The news: It looks like my body has decided to help move along my quest for attaining my purest possible state of IF Experience Closure. (Let's see, do I want to shorten that to IFEC, pronounced EYE-feck . . . or maybe IEC, which sounds a lot like "eek"? No time to dither about that right now, so I'll leave that for another day.)
The news, clarified: I'm having a hysterectomy. Soon.
Funny thing is, as I left the doctor's office with that plan of attack literally in hand, I felt considerably lighter than when I'd arrived. I even smiled one of those wholly spontaneous and unmanufactured smiles that only deep-down truth can instigate.
No, on this step, I'm not devoid of emotion from the opposite end of the spectrum. In fact, I've already felt all the emotions about the whole thing, and no doubt I'll continue to as I try to digest whatever the coming weeks of pre-op prep and post-op recovery will force me to eat.
Naturally, I'm going to have to blog my way through it all.
P.S. I know I said I was going to "debrief" and such QUITE some time ago. I've been doing that, and doing fine. But it's mostly been going on in my head or in handwritten notebook pages that nobody really ever needs to see. I've been in a good place, and I think a healthy one. I cannot, though, pass up the opportunity to bookend the whole experience I blogged about so faithfully with new blogs about this chapter. Said chapter has already started cracking open some much-welcomed doors to the rest of my big-picture happy life, and there's no way I can't share this part of my process — wherever it might lead me — in this space.