The Last 7 Days...

Have been...eventful, scary, disheartening, heartwarming, painful, and everything in between.

To make it easy, I've decided to do a day-by-day update.

Monday: Meghann comes back (but I don't see her 'til later). I do some shopping, pay a bill at Equinox, that sort of thing. New York is NOT fun when you can't walk, FYI. I picked up my cap and gown, met Andressa for lunch (so good to see her!), and then later met Meghann for dinner at Au Bon Pain and then the Gala event at City Center. I <3 Kristin Chenoweth. She's just fucking awesome. Later, we go home and crash! I then shower. And sleep.

Tuesday: Drag my suitcase (which I've discovered is on death row) to Doug's. I enter and he goes "You took a risk coming here". I think I interrupted his writing, so he was PISSY. Later, he goes "Shira's here, Shira's here!!", so he was vindicated. Then I went and met my Dad/Mom/Joyce/Hank at Langan's for lunch. Dad gave me Skelaxin, which is a muscle relaxant. WOW, that shit works. I could WALK now. But I didn't overdo, thank goodness. At this point, my wound on my hip is draining. Like, I'd say 1/3 cup of drainage a day type of thing. FUN. Yeah. It SUCKS. I've had to sink-clean at Meghann's and also at Doug and Joe's. Totally awful and embarassing.

After lunch, I went to get the "Princess" special at some little salon called "Cozy" at 38th/7th. Basically, I needed a nap/rest. So I got a mani/pedi and 30 minute massage and an eyebrow wax. ALL for $74 including tip. I miss NY cheapness on beauty regimes, seriously. Not that I EVER do the massage thing, but I needed it.

Then I had to take care of drainage (I know, enough, right?), and changed for graduation. Me in my DVF Blue Cashmere Dress. Posting soon. Feeling hot.

Graduation was lovely. My Mom cried. Even my Dad was impressed and shut up for once in his life. Fascinating. Then we went to Ollie's *cringe* but for Dad, he always does well with Chinese. My grandmother asked me why I didn't eat much. I whispered back "I hate this place". She just winked back at me. I love that woman. Then back to Doug and Joe's! Crashed shortly thereafter.

Wednesday: NYU Graduation, Part Deux
Woke up, ran to the subway, and up to Yankee's Stadium. It was brilliantly organized. Hillary Clinton spoke beautifully, and overall it was good. I looked AWESOME. Again, pictures to be posted at a later time. Maybe I am self-centered, but it's nice to feel beautiful sometimes, especially given all the shit I've gone through.

Then we all meet up (harder than you'd think. TONS of people!!) and head to Artisanal. My fave place EVER. I'm feeling so tired and drained, no one eats much. Meghann stopped by briefly, YAY, and then Heidi brings over a Happy Graduation cookie platter. In which she starts singing Happy Birthday. She's such a sweetheart. Then I'm off. I think...I don't know what I did, LOL. Eventually, I head back to D&J's and sleep. Until 10 pm. Oy.

Thursday: BUSY day, last day of busyness. Starts with meeting Dad at storage facility, which brings a bunch of drama, as usual. It's raining, it's yechy, and I can't get back into D&J because if the auto-lock, which frustrates me. But anyway...from there I see Dr. Roslin for RNY followup,which usually goes "Hi, how are you, you're fine get some blood tests". Instead, I presented my open wound and said "Fix, please?".

He starts cutting out dead tissue and tells me to keep it clean and pack it. NOW that the dead tissue is removed, I can actually pack it, and understand what I need to do now. And I've been doing it well. By the way - mini surgery is painful, even if you can't feel most of it. *shudders*

Limping back to the world...I had therapy, bought some new underwear at H&M (my life is EXCITING!) and the met Emily for dinner at Centro Venti, which is a cute place in the village.
I got there really early, re-packed my wound (seriously, it's how my days get divided now), and we had a GREAT 3.5 hour dinner. Omar sent us tons of food and we just ate (slowly), and ravaged the good food. I was determined to eat, damnit, and I did. Thanks Emily, for the support. Me + The World are working on my eating more. It's a slow process, but I will DO it and I will succeed. And I'm dreaming of taralucci now.

Also, I had octopus for the first time. SCARY, but good! No, really. It had this hummus with lots of spice and mmmmmmm.

We had a bit of problem with my lamb (overdone!) and Omar is like "NOT MINE!". He would never overdo lamb. He sent a ton of desserts, and it was yummy. It's good to see Emily settling into NY.

Went home, packed up, and went to Jon's. Crashed.

Friday: Can't find my keys, so I can't meet Jon H. for lunch. Finally, Klasko lends me his (um, that would have been helpful 45 minutes ago?!), and I see Jon for lunch. I love that kid, he makes me happy. It's good to have friends like him. Truly.

Then I go back to sleep. I meet Thomas for dinner at Toast later, which ended up being pretty damn good, for "bar". I was totally impressed, seriously. Their choppped salad was delicious and almost Waldorf-meets-Cobb. Yum! Good to see him and just talk and chat and all that. Almost stood up and fainted, but Thomas was great. He helped me get home, and made sure I was okay, which I was. Just a mix of blood pressure and drainage and shit.

Saturday: I wake up, and feel better. I wanted to go to my family party, so I do. My cousin Lewis (who I adore) picks me up, and I pass out. We get to Susan's, and I...yeah, pretty much pass out. At 6:30, Lewis drives me home. Obviously, my body is pissed at me. Fucker. Later after a nap, I wake up and need more dressing materials, so I walk to 106th/Bway with Klasko, and I also pick up a protein shake. Mel is on my ass for me to eat more, and get protein in, so I'm working on it!

I eat some dinner that Susan put a plate together for me...and I have a cake I'll have to work on later. I'm sure the boys here will help me. Jon's apartment right now = Me + Zack + Klasko, and it works fine. I would totally live with them. Except guys live like....guys. So nevermind.

And then I went to bed.

Sunday: Now, I'm on the couch, posting. Hey, it takes a while to catch myself up (and I'm glad I do!). Woke up and met Lisa for "Crepes at Columbus" which is very very yummy. I had the apple/almond/raisin crepe. No dumping, WHOO! So good to see her. She's so very special to me.

Came back, (after ANOTHER stop at Duane Reade for Tampons. Yes, my life is THIS much FML), and am now resting until coffee with Meghann. And then I'll rest some more, *sigh*.

I'm glad I got to see everyone, or at least, the people most important to me. Next time, when I'm not an 80 year old woman, I'll see more.

And that's where I am today.