This week I had a crazy dream. You know the kind when you try to play it back, but it makes no sense? Here’s what I remember… I was finishing a school tour of some sort, came back to wherever I was staying and realized I needed to either put on a shirt or change my existing one. I grab the shirt, press it against my chest (covering my boobs) and run topless across the street to a different house. I knock on the door and the daughter of someone I know answers and tells me I can change in their guest bathroom. On the way, I see their cat. I like animals, so I remember saying “hi” as it follows me into the bathroom. As I begin to put on the shirt, the cat starts to attack me! Picture a crazy, mean cat lunging and jumping from all different angles, trying to claw and bite the crap out of me. I try grabbing the skin behind it’s neck while trying not to get bit until the girl hears the commotion, opens the door and removes the crazy cat. I look down at my hands and body to assess the damage and realize I’m actually in pretty good shape. I leave the house with my shirt on… and then I wake up!
I told the kids about it and in typical form, Dillon simply thought it was weird, but Mia immediately thought the same thing I did — the cat must represent cancer or my upcoming surgery. Comes out of nowhere and is trying to attack me, but I end up OK after the whole ordeal 😉
Aside from random cat dreams, I’ve been busy transiting things at work (will be taking 4 weeks off after surgery) and getting the kids’ schedule locked down for the upcoming week(s). I’ve received a ton of terrific advice/tips heading into surgery on Monday, along with more gifts, cards, emails, and texts. An old friend from HS shipped a huge bin of clothes (including robes made to hold drains) and pillows that have been compiled and passed down from recent BC survivors. Another friend is literally shipping her (nice) recliner to me so I have a more comfortable chair during recovery. I’m so grateful for all the love that continues to pour into our lives right now.
A few other things…
- Email or text me any good tips before/after surgery. I have heard about and am prepared for a pretty rough ride, so I’m not necessarily looking to hear about your horror stories… mainly looking for simple tips (e.g. steal a gown from the hospital so you have a soft one at home)
- Keep the cards, emails, texts coming!
- For those of you in Chicago, I highly recommend the spicy tuna sandwich and Greenshield juice (kale, broccoli, cucumber, spinach, apple) at JOE AND THE JUICE.

Surgery scheduled for Monday! For all those who have asked (or thinking about asking), I am feeling REALLY GOOD and ready to get this show on the road!
XO
Wow! Crazy dream Stacey🙃
So glad your getting things straight! When i was out so many weeks after my rotor cuff surgery i would try and pass the time with books, magazines, movies and lots of naps. Please let me know if there is anything you need, pick up grocery, your dry clean, vet appointments, rides to your doctor (if Chris is unavailable), etc, etc, etc😁 PLEASE DON’T HESITATE TO TEXT ME. You have my cell number. Take care. Will be praying for you my friend🕆
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Wow- goosebumps… “Comes out of nowhere and is trying to attack me, but I end up OK.”
You’re crazy cat Dream is totally on point! You will kick this thing in the ass and be perfectly OK. Your perspective and postitivity continues to blow me away.
You got this!!
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