A Martini and Cocktails before Surgery

For years now, 10 to be exact, I have been chasing doctors to find answers as to why I wheeze when I breathe. Just going up stairs or folding laundry made me wheeze. Forget walking and talking. I sounded like an 88 year old woman who had smoked 2 packs a day. In February, I started chasing doctors again. I wanted to exercise and I wanted to be able to breathe when I did. I was sent to Southeastern Lung Center for tests and to be honest for about 2 weeks I was a basket case. They couldn't tell me for sure what the growth was in my trache. I was sent to an ENT (ENT of GA) who told me he didn't think it was cancer but it did need to come out. So, March 27, I checked into St. Joe Hospital at 6:00 and had Endoscopic Laryngoplasty with balloon dilalition. Mark was my rock, my strength the whole way. He loves me so well. He never left my side, through all the tests, the results, and then the day of surgery. My best friend, Cathy, was there for me too. I had my own personal nurse for the day. I don't know what I'd do without her. She knew just what I needed when I got home...banana pudding. Who counts calories after surgery? :) I got home from the hospital about 2:00 and for the first time in many many years, I can walk up the stairs and BREATHE!! I could talk at the same time too!! What a great day.