Post-Operation Procedures

Lisa - Los Angeles, California
Entered on January 31, 2009
Age Group: 50 - 65

Next week, I’m having my fourth spine surgery in two years. I’ve got degenerative disk

disease. After this operation, half of my spine will be fused. I’ll be tethered-together with

titanium rods and screws. Each time I come home from the hospital, I’m shocked that I’m

still alive. I will lie in bed for weeks, propped-up on a mountain of pillows. I won’t be

able to read, because I can’t use my arms. My hands won’t turn the pages. I can’t watch

television, because the Inquisition-designed neck brace I’ll be wearing, won’t let me. All

I can do is listen and think. I’ll listen to NPR, James Taylor, The Beatles, WEST SIDE

STORY and SPAMALOT. I’ll think about my past and my future; my three, amazing,

talented sons; my incredible friends and family and my genius doctors. I’ll imagine

stories and characters; novels and screenplays. And I’ll think about the things I believe.

I believe that the meaning of Life is to feel as alive as you can for as long as you’ve got.

I believe that what women really want is to be taken care of, and what men really want is approval.

I believe that the least lovable people need the most love.

I believe that everyone looks smarter in a library.

I believe a woman will always tell you the price, if she bought it on sale.

I believe the quickest way to a woman’s heart is through her mind.

I believe we love people more when they love us back.

I believe that people want to laugh. At anything.

I believe that the smartest people know what they don’t know.

I believe that people who cannot laugh at themselves deserve to be the butt of the joke.

I believe if you can’t say something nice, say something nice, anyway.

I believe we create the relationships we will have with our adult children before they’re born.

I believe that if you can’t be with the one you love – it’s okay to cry.

I believe if someone is threatened by you, it’s because they want to be you.

I believe that covering up a pimple doesn’t mean you don’t have a pimple.

I believe that if you’re mean, you are doomed.

I believe that our children want us, more than they want stuff.

I believe that people are more interested in what you have to say when you whisper.

I believe we are more fascinating when we listen, than when we speak.

I believe that the Sense of Smell is the most under-rated of The Five Senses.

I believe that smiling is contagious.

I believe my best teachers are my children.