Best day ever!

Feb 10, 2012

Spent the day with my college-student son (19). Drove to his university & picked him up, & it was up to him to come up with the plan for our great day together. This was an extra-special day for me because it's the last time I'll see him before my surgery. He comes home for spring break on 3/2; my surgery is 2/28. 

Of course the first order of business was food. My son wanted raw oysters, which he'd never tried. I said, "Let's go for it!" We found this little fish shack on the Chesapeake Bay. I swear my son manifested that place. It was like Brigadoon: it just appeared on the horizon. I felt like I was in Florida in a little fish shack I used to go to in Bradenton (right on the Gulf) called Kingfish. My son was so happy; his eyes were sparkling. 

The server brought a half-dozen raw oysters (big'uns) that had been caught this morning in North Carolina. That boy had never had an oyster in his life & he picked up that shell, looked at it for a second, & slurped it right the heck down! He looked at me & said, "I like it." I mean it wasn't like he was trying a piece of cake or something. It was a raw oyster! You go boyy! 

My son & I were chatting about the Oscar-nominated movies. He said, "Mom, I haven't seen one nominated movie." I realized I hadn't either, so I said, let's go to see one. I looked up the nearby theaters on Fandango. The movie that worked out for us was "The Artist." Off we went!

It was joyous, fun, poignant... from start to finish. My son & I walked out of the theater overwhelmed with what a great experience it was to see that movie.

Then it was time for: dessert! Where did we go? Krispy Kreme! No shame! I figured they would be my last doughnuts. My son chose Krispy Kreme & I sure as heck didn't argue with him on that decision. 

My son wanted to do a little shopping so we stopped at one place for black tank tops (it's all about the layering in a cold climate) then it was off to Target. My son bought Cranium (love it; he plays board games with his dorm roommate & suitemates), a deck of cards (I got him Scarne's Encyclopedia of Card Games), an iTunes card (of course) & some soda pop & toiletries. Then it was back to his dorm. 

I gave my son a European kiss-kiss & made him put down his packages so he could give me a both-arms hug. He's so tall I had to reach up to hug him. Tight. 

Earlier in the day, I did talk to him forthrightly about the risks of my surgery (which he said I didn't need to have). I told him I wouldn't have been approved by Aetna if I didn't have serious health issues that can be improved or alleviated by the surgery. 

I also talked to him about the fact that there is a risk that I could die. He said, "Mom, you're going to be fine." I said, "Yes I am!" I went on to say that if I were to die, I didn't want him to let it define his life. I told him that most scientists & most of those who are spiritual agree that energy never dies, it just changes form. 

I told him not to worry, I would be happy, & that I wanted him to have a happy life no matter what he chose to do for a living. I asked him that if something did happen, I wanted him to feel the feelings - not try to numb them or supress them - & to go through the grieving process (which wouldn't last forever) & live his life to the fullest. 

So I hugged my cherished son, we told each other we loved each other, & I watched him walk into his building. My drive home was happy & I listened to my upbeat iPod music (not my before-Aetna-approval Band of Horses, Keane, Neil Young, etc.). 

I have no fear of my surgery. Everything that could happen to a human being in one's life has happened to me. What on earth is there for me to be afraid of? Nothing. 

I've traveled halfway around the world by myself; I've lost a parent; I've driven cross-country tent-camping with a 15-year-old daughter & a 2 1/2-year-old son (& no husband); I've been through the death-like agony of divorce; I've enjoyed many wonderful close friendships; I've lost a baby; I've been to every state in the union except 11; I was a single mother for 7 years; you name it. 

NO FEAR!

I GOT THIS. 


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