Everything that’s ever happened happened in the past two weeks

That might be a slight exaggeration, but perhaps not.

So as you guys know, I got the assistant manager gig. HOORAH! Hard work and lots of school really DOES pay off at some point 😀

The transition hasn’t been the easiest. Some people have been resistant. At some point I might type a private post about that. You know how paranoid I am about internet spies. But at the end of the day I’m where I need and genuinely believe I deserve to be, and that’s what I keep telling myself.

Also, I have even more work to do than I did before. I’m not really losing any responsibilities as a programmer, I’m just gaining new responsibilities as a manager. Which is fine, staying busy makes the day go faster after all.

In IF updates, the update is that I have no updates. No Lupron side effects that I can notice. I’ve had some problems sleeping, but I can’t tell if that’s from stress or Lupron. The progesterone has been fine. My boobs have even stopped hurting. And I think my hair looks so much better, so I’ll miss that aspect of it. The bummer is that I get to have the shoot-dye-up-my-vagina test on Monday to see if my tubes have remained unblocked since the surgery. It seems soon since it’s only been two months, but this is what the doctor said to do, and far be it from me to disagree. I’m concerned about insurance paying for it, but they paid for it on my surgery day (I think) so I’m just going with it.

Speaking of my surgery, my anesthesiologist has billed me, my surgeon has billed me. You know who HASN’T billed me? The freaking hospital. And I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to remind them or anything. But it’s really weird. I haven’t even gotten notification from my insurance company that they’ve been billed, but I know they have been because the anesthesiologist only took half the deductible, which would mean if the hospital hadn’t billed I would have had to pay all the surgeon’s fee, and I only had to pay 20%. I’m on an 80/20 plan, which means that the hospital must have billed.

So why haven’t I gotten a bill? I payed a $300 down payment, but that shouldn’t have covered everything after deductible. I think I should owe another $400 or so.

Insurance is SOOO fun.

In fitness news, I’m down 45 pounds. It’s SOOOO slow now. So slow. But at least it’s still moving. I’ve started doing quarter mile sprints on the elliptical. They are HARD. But I think they’ll be worth it. Upping the intensity seems like the logical next step. My muscles are hurting, and last night I had one of those never ending dreams where I’m being chased. I keep thinking the two must be related :-/

I’ll update you guys after the super fun vagina-dye test. At least I’m getting an afternoon off out of the deal….

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Doctor Doctor, Give me the news…

So I went to see my doctor yesterday to have my post surgery check up and talk about options. Chief went with me which was nice, other than the awkwardness of having my husband sit next to me while Dr. T felt me up.

So before I thought my tubes and everything were fine and it was just endometriosis that he found-not true! Dr. T and I had had a discussion before the surgery that I didn’t want my parents to know about us trying for kids, so when he went to talk to my family afterwards I wanted him to gloss over those parts. Apparently, my right tube was COMPLETELY blocked. Like, completely. No dye got through until he opened it up, and then there was a rush of it. In my head I’m going “FOUR MONTHS OF CLOMID HELL FOR NOTHING?!?!” but I’m also relieved that it’s opened. He said it was VERY good that we did the surgery.

He also said that the endo he removed was stage II, but that he doesn’t really care what stage it’s in because stage I can hurt the same as stage IV, so the important thing is that we deal with it. He didn’t think that the Endo was probably affecting my fertility too much, but that it’s probably has some hand in it and it’s certainly not helping it.

Then he said he wants to give me a three month shot of Lupron and do the add back therapy to help with the side effects. We talked quite a bit about the side effects and the outlook for fertility after the shot has worn off. He said that it would probably be three months after the shot has worn off before I start cycling again, but he fully believes that I will cycle normally for at least a little while-maybe a long while. He says it’s important for the sake of keeping the endo from growing back, but it could also be the thing that helps us get pregnant. And the timeline is perfect, because we didn’t want to start trying until January anyway, so this puts us being “fertile” again by the end of January. He said I should start temping again in December. I don’t look forward to that, but I know it’s a good idea.

I’m sort of afraid of Lupron. There are a lot of people out there on the scary interwebs who said that they basically went crazy, couldn’t work, were in pain all the time, wanted to kill themselves. Dr. T assures me this is not the norm by any means, and that the add back therapy helps a lot. I’m also concerned about weight gain considering how hard I’m working to get rid of the weight!

So now I need advice. I now you’re all running away to a blog free weekend, but what do you think? I’ve agreed to do the shot because ultimately my body could probably use the reset. And I keep thinking that three months is nothing in the grand scheme of a better life-right?

This is my serenity song right now. It’s keeping me calm. Also, I’m pretty sure this is my 100th post. Happy Friday folks.

Endometriosis, Laparoscopy, and a Really Long Post

I have been gone for something like three weeks. This is, I realize, unreasonable. All I can do is try to catch you up on that time.

The most important thing that happened is that I had my laparoscopy. Leading up to it I got really nervous. Chief and I spent a lot of time the weekend before at the movie theatre-for whatever reason, seeing movies was an expensive but effective diversion for me. We even saw a movie the night before and didn’t get home until after 11:00 pm. This was a better plan than I ever expected-because I was so tired that I just took a shower and went straight to sleep. I didn’t have the energy to stress or be scared, and trust me, I had spent enough time feeling that way. I even cried a little on the way home from the theatre. I had never had any sort of surgery before, so this really freaked me out.

So Monday morning at 5:30 we were at the day surgery center and luckily they didn’t waste any time. I peed in a cup, I got my insurance all taken care of, and then I sat for maybe three minutes before the pre-op nurse came and took me away, assuring me that Chief would be able to come back and see me soon.

Everyone was so nice. I told my nurse that I was scared and that I’d never had surgery before and she was very comforting. She numbed my hand so she wouldn’t cause me pain putting the IV in and taking blood. She talked to me about my family and her family and all sorts of distracting things. Once the IV was in, I actually felt a lot better. Chief got to come back with me and my parents came and visited a little too. Then we got the upsetting news that my doctor’s surgery schedule was messed up and he had thought my procedure was tomorrow. It seemed like he was going to be potentially an hour late. I was NOT HAPPY. Luckily, he really booked it and made it quick. We ended up only starting about 15 minutes late. Once he came into the room I felt instantly calm. He is really reassuring and we’ve been down this journey together 100% of the way-I actually felt a rush of affection towards him that was unexpected. After we chatted about the procedure they gave me the Valium in my IV. Let me tell you, that is GOOD STUFF. They wheeled me into the OR and I had no worries at all. I was wearing my grey ankle socks with orange foxes on them and one of the nurses said “Oh! Are those cats on your socks?” And I said “No-they’re foxes. But I have cats!” and someone said (I think the anesthesiologist) “How many do you have?” And I said “Four-it’s really amazing that I found a husband, isn’t it?” And then everyone laughed and they put the anesthesia mask on and I was OUT.

When I woke up, I really hurt. Really, bad cramps, just like I’ve been having with my periods. The first words I said were “I’m hurting-where’s my husband? It hurts, I want my husband” And that went on a continuous loop. Luckily, they were on hand with some morphine and that went into my IV and started working pretty quickly. They gave me a second dose about five minutes later because it still hurt some, although I told them it was manageable. Apparently they are very anti pain, and I was okay with that. I kept asking for my husband and also water because I was so thirsty. They finally got my husband for me and then I wanted to go back to sleep, which they told me I could do, but they couldn’t release me to go home until I was really awake, so I fought it pretty hard and they let me go home. On top of the morphine, they gave me a percocet before I left, just in case.

He cauterized a good amount of endometriosis. My tubes were open and everything else looked good. He showed my husband pictures but I haven’t seen them yet because my doctor was gone by the time I woke up. I have six incisions, which is more than usual, but he kept finding it places I guess and having to go in through different areas to cauterize it. The good news is that after that initial pain, I didn’t have much. I bled a medium flow for about three days, and I only had to take percocet for the first two days. I had some pain when sitting up and rolling over and stuff, but the worst pain was in my shoulders-that was pretty bad. Also when taking deep breaths for the first few days. Now, my stomach looks/feels bruised. It seems that some of the incisions are healing faster than others. I have a follow up on the 19th and Chief is going with me so we can make a game plan.

Right now the worst part is that I’m on pelvic rest for another two weeks. Never have I wanted to have sex more than when I’m told that I can’t. And three weeks of pelvic rest seems excessive. I can’t even take baths-and I love taking baths! Baths and sex are my favorites!

Anyway, tomorrow I have to go back to work (drag) and get back to my normal life as much as possible. I’m going to go the gym tomorrow and see what I can do. Even though I had surgery this week, I really enjoyed having a lot of time off with my husband. We don’t get to do that very often, and when we do have time off we’re always busy. This was just a week of laying in bed together for the most part, and I really loved that. So in a way, surgery gave me something unexpected-and that was a whole new appreciation for Chief. I’m a little nervous about our game plan going forward, but I’m trying to tell myself not to stress about it before we meet with the doctor in a few weeks.

If you’ve made it to the end you deserve a prize.

An Emotional Fathers Day

I woke up on Father’s Day and knew it was going to be rough. We’ve gotten so much bad news lately. The parent centered days are never easy for those of us who may never be parents.

I woke up and cried and told Chief I was sorry that I couldn’t give him what he deserved. And he said that as long as he had me that was more than he deserved. And then I cried some more.

Then we went to fathers day lunch with my pawpaw at my Aunt’s house (let’s call her Aunt 1, for I have two Aunt’s on my mothers side and they are both relevant to this story). I didn’t feel very well-I’d been having some pain, but I took a Vicodin and pushed through. At lunch my cousin Paul (who is sterile from a bought of testicular cancer, and considered too old for adoption) made a comment about “…and when you have kids…” I took that opportunity to share with him about my procedure and what we’ve been going through this past year. He had already known some of it because I had told his wife a while back, but I knew I was going to have to tell my whole family (we’re freakishly close on my mom’s side) so I figured I’d start with him. He was incredibly kind, so of course I cried (just a little-not noticable to anyone but my mom I think).

Then Aunt 1 and Aunt 2 were fussing in the kitchen about making a care package for gramma and pawpaw to take home and I told my mom I wanted to go ahead and tell them. I kept saying, apparently too quietly, “hey guys…” or “excuse me….” or “I have something to tell you…” but they just fussed and fussed. Finally my mom said, “Hey guys, [librarian] has something to tell you.”

They both instantly stopped fussing and looked at me. And I started to cry. Then they both started fussing over me and I choked out what I had to say and my mom, her two sisters and I sat in the kitchen while everyone else watched golf and cried.

You see, I’m the last granddaughter. I have a sister and a cousin. My sister didn’t want kids, but she also had major ovarian cysts and had 1 and 3/4 ovaries removed and her tubes tied as a preventative measure. My cousin wanted kids, but her husband is sterile and almost fifty, and apparently in our state that’s too old to adopt. And then there’s me.

So that was Father’s Day. I had dinner with my dad that night and my sister who I despise. Luckily my sister invited a bunch of her friends so she was distracted from bothering me too much.

Then I got a stomach virus that I’m still getting over. And this lady I work with who KNOWS that we’ve had all these problems and that I’m about to have surgery says “maybe you’re pregnant…” and I start breathing fire and talking in Parseltongue because I feel so consumed by evil by that comment. Because, yes, before I came back down to earth and remembered that I dont ovulate and I just had a nearly two week long period, I thought maybe I could be too. Then I remembered reality.

I’ll get back to the book challenge on my next post. I just needed to get this out.

Questions

It has been scheduled. Officially. I go in for my lap surgery at 5:30 am on July 1st. My procedure will be at 7:30 am. It looks like it’s going to cost around $1500 out of pocket, but the hospital is going to let us make payments, which is great. My work loaned me $750 interest free and will take $75 out a paycheck for the next ten paychecks to pay it back. I’m blessed to work here-really and truly. Everyone has been so supportive.

When I scheduled the surgery today they told me the basics-no eating after midnight, have someone there to drive you home, etc. She said that my doctor would call the Friday before (my surgery is on a Monday) and go over things in detail with me and that I could take that time to ask him any questions that might crop up. Here are some I’ve already thought of:

1. Will I have to be on a catheter?
2. What drugs will I go home with?
3. Is bleeding (vaginally-not incision site wise) expected after this surgery?
4. What level of pain is normal post surgery?
5. How long should I refrain from cardio activity?
6. What is involved in this two hour prep time?

I’m going to ask him all of these and I’m sure more. If you have any questions you think I should ask, throw them in. If you have answers from YOUR own experiences with this procedure, I’d love to hear those as well. Some good news is that we found out that the military has been skimping Chief on his BAH pay since we got married, so we’re expecting to get some back pay in 7-10 days-which is going to possibly come in REALLY handy for this surgery. Also, my hospital is considering discounting our fees since he’s about to go on furlough.

On to the book challenge!

13. Your favorite book from childhood

Hmmm. Tough one-although probably the BFG by Roald Dahl. It was the first chapter book I ever read on my own and I read it pretty fast for a third grader. Dahl is magical.

14. A book you regret not having read sooner

Princess Diaries. Easily. I just finished the last book and they have been such sweet, darling books. Hilarious and quirky with some romance and crazy teenage antics. I just loved every minute of all 14 books!

Tiny Cameras and Big Fears

I have to have a laparoscopy.

Okay, I don’t HAVE to, but my doctor thinks it’s the most logical next step considering my fertility problems. Between the pain and the complete failure of Clomid to make me ovulate/get pregnant, my weight loss and my periods getting WORSE instead of better, it’s what he advises. I have agreed to it. I have not scheduled it yet, but he’s aiming for the next few weeks. I’m waiting for his financial person to call me and quote me on how much it’s going to run me after insurance. I know I have to meet my deductible, which is $1000. There is also a $100 coinsurance charge for the hospital, and then I pay 20% of whatever is left after deductible. So yeah. It’s going to cost all the money. Luckily I think doctors are legally required to let you make payments, so if I can put a significant amount down it will help keep my payments on the rest of the amount small.

Also, Chief just got furloughed for every Friday from July through September. So the timing is total sucko. Luckily my work has a no interest loan program where they’ll give you the amount of one pay check and then they just take 10% of the loan out of your paycheck for 10 pay periods. It’s pretty awesome. I’ve had to use it before for other things (last minute closing costs on my house and Chief’s sudden unemployment-both a while back), but it always makes me nervous to ask because you have to submit your request directly to the director for him to approve.

Here’s what I’m afraid of:

1. Being really, really broke this summer and not being able to pay our bills. Furloughs are scary. Chief is trying to find something temporary and part time just to help fill the void. My hours aren’t really conducive to a second job so he won’t let me apply for anything, especially considering what I’m about to deal with.

2. Spending all the money on this surgery for him to potentially find nothing. He wants to check for endometriosis, blocked tubes, and possibly due some ovarian drilling while he’s in there. But what if he comes back from the surgery and says nothing was wrong? Then I’m out well over $1000 if not way more than that to find out that, shocker, we still don’t know what’s wrong with me other than PCOS. Which is this ever changing beast that we can’t really nail down.

The doctor did say that, frankly, I’m not going to be able to get pregnant on my own unless we just have some real, real luck. My body is not releasing the eggs. It’s growing them into cysts. So basically, when we want to start trying again he’s going to put me on another ovulation inducer (not Clomid, something else I actually hadn’t heard of yet because me and Clomid-we did NOT get along) plus a trigger shot every month. I told him we wouldn’t be able to afford anything like this until most likely September when Chief’s GI Bill moneys come in. So I think after the lap surgery he’s going to put me on Lupron to shut everything down for a few months so nothing can grow back. I think that’s what he said-but honestly, we talked about so many options my head is spinning a little bit. I should have been writing these things down. Maybe I can just go on the BC Pills (YUCK) until we’re ready financially to start trying again. Lupron scares the crap out of me.

I know a lot of you have been through this, so I need your advice. And ultimately what I’m most curious about is what the best plan of action is after it’s all said and done. Once he goes in and potentially “cleans” everything up-then what next? Can I take a few months off?

On to our book challenge.

12. Favorite Authors

I’m sorry, but are you kidding? I’m pretty sure I’ve been talking about the same authors over and over again throughout this whole thing, but here goes (these are not necessarily in any sort of order)

1. J.K. Rowling

HARRY. POTTER. Nuff Said.

2. Meg Cabot

I know I haven’t mentioned much about Meg Cabot books so far, but darn it y’all-she’s so funny. Her writing is light and makes me feel like my problems aren’t so terrible after all. I’ve been reading the Princess Diaries books and they are wonderful. Really-just what I needed right now.

3. Philip Pullman

Definitely not light or funny, but what amazing reads. Not just His Dark Materials series (The Golden Compass is the first one) but his Sally Lockhart series is great-maybe even better honestly. They’re little mysteries with a kick-ass heroine who even gets knocked up out of wedlock (scandalous!) back in 1800’s England. So yeah, they’re great.

4. Libba Bray

Sometimes funny, sometimes serious, all the times fantasy. Libba Bray weaves some pretty amazing stories and she’s definitely not stereotypical. Her first series takes place in the 1800’s (and in England, as a matter of fact), but her newest series, the Diviners, takes place in America during the roaring twenties. And Going Bovine is a present day novel. Her talents are wide and varied.

5. Laini Taylor

Daughter of Smoke and Bone. Read it. It will CHANGE YOUR LIFE.

That’s all friends. Remember to leave some advice if you have any on this whole lap surgery thing. I’m a little stressed about it.

Commitment Issues

I should never try to start a blog challenge, because clearly I have commitment issues. Before you judge too harshly, let me explain my absence.

First of all, I started bleeding AGAIN last Tuesday. In general I felt pretty cruddy-not like I had, but still icky. It was really light but on Thursday it turned heavy and some of the pain came back. I was still able to work and function and all that stuff. We also had evaluations last week and honestly, it’s pretty amazing I made it through the whole week without calling in. I also had to help orient our new summer programmers by driving around to some of our branches and introducing them to people/giving them pointers on what to do. I called the doctor about the Return of the Period (that could be a really bad Star Wars parody) and he said to just take it easy and call him if it got worse, but otherwise he thought I could wait to come in until my appointment on Tuesday (which is now today). I’m anxious and ready.

I had this weekend off, but no posting happened and I have a horrifying reason why.

On Saturday we were getting ready to have lunch with some friends who live about 45 minutes a way. It was 11:30 am and Jason went to let the dogs in because it was getting pretty warm and he came running back to the bedroom and told me to get dressed right away because Bonnie was covered in blood. My sweet precious Basset Hound Mix angel dog was literally covered in blood all over her face and head. I started to cry immediately and panic. I found clothes and called our vet who is open until noon on Saturdays-but unfortunately the doctor was gone for the day. So I called the other vet in our small suburb and their doctor was gone too. So then we had to go to the emergency vet. I was crying on the phone with my dad and grabbing things in the bedroom to take (wallet, keys, purse) and suddenly I see Bonnie, hobbling down the hall to me. Barely able to hold herself up and listing into the wall. Jason was trying to wrap her head in a towel and get her out to the car when she heard me crying and tried to come to me.

Horrifying. There’s just really no other word to explain it.

So we get her in the car and I’m driving. Chief has her in the backseat with him holding her because there was just so much blood and he didn’t think I could handle it-and he was probably right. I scream into the emergency vet parking lot and they get her in a room right away. Somehow she got one of her floppy ears caught in something in the back yard (we still can’t figure out what-very scary) and she had a six inch gash on the inside of her ear that cut all the way through her cartilige. The last 1/2 inch of the ear is cut comepletely through. This at least explains why there was so much blood-ears are real bleeders. We were lucky to be the only ones there. The vet had me sign off on the surgery (that I would pay and everything) and get her started immediately. When they had taken her away was when I really let loose with the tears. I’m not proud of myself, but my god, I felt like such a bad mother. What if we hadn’t let her in before we left? We could have come home to a dead dog. I just had so much guilt for things that I now know are not really my fault. We still can’t figure out what she cut herself on, but she’s not going back in the backyard unsupervised until we do. They’re just going out to do their business and then coming right back in.

Luckily the surgery went well-her vitals were really strong throughout the whole thing. But the cut is a nasty one. She’s on two antibiotics, two pain killers (one with an antiswelling agent), and I’m having to keep her doped up on Benadryl (vets orders) to help her sleep. Her head is bandaged up constantly (and she is constantly trying to get them off) and when we’re not home she has to be in a cone. My happy go lucky girl is real pathetic right now. We have a follow up with her regular doctor tomorrow to take a look at the wound and figure out when the stitches can come out. She’s not wanting to eat much which I’m sure has to do with all the meds, but it still concerns me. She is drinking some water and last night we took her to grandpa’s house (my dads) which she LOVES. She got SO excited-which probably isn’t good for her right now, but it felt good to see that she’s not so sick she can’t still enjoy some things.

So anyway, that was our weekend. We stayed home in bed with her Saturday and Sunday and then went to my dads last night for dinner and took her with us. I hate being away from her for work, but Chief is checking on her during his lunch breaks and he gets home at 2:30 for the day, so she’s not alone too long luckily.

Now I’m going to try to get semi caught up on my challenge:

4. Characters you hate and which books they’re from:

You guys are going to think I’m coping out on this one, but I have a really hard time hating characters-even evil ones like Voldemort. I just can’t hate a character, no matter how bad they are, because typically they are so important to the story line. If I can think of anyone I really dislike I’ll let you know, but as of right now I have to take a pass on this one.

5. If you were stranded on a desert island, what five books would you take with you?

1. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban/Rowling (this isn’t necessarily my favorite, but it was super hard to pick)
Basically, I can’t live my life without some Harry Potter. I reread all the books every year.
2. Little Women/Alcott
A childhood favorite. I first saw the Susan Sarandon movie and fell in love with the story. I always wanted to be Jo March who all the best boys fell in love with.
3. Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief/Riordan
This combines my great love of mythology with my love of juvenile adventure fiction. Excellent read.
4. A Great and Terrible Beauty/Bray
Historical fiction with some fantasy thrown in-two of my favorite genre’s in one!
5. Wild Mage/Pierce
The first chapter book I ever got really excited to read. Fantasy and a young girl who can talk to animals. A skill I’m always hoping will be late developing in myself.

6. The best book I’ve read in the last year:
Out of the Easy/Sepetys. It combines prostitutes, New Orleans, and the American dream all in one thrilling young adult novel. So, so excellent.

7. The worst book I’ve read in the last year:
Spellcaster/Gray. The story was flimsy at best and the main characters voice was childish and annoying. I’m surprised I even finished it.

8. Your favorite quotes from books:

“We must choose between what is easy and what is right.”
-Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter

“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.”
-Katniss Everdeen, Mockingjay

9. Your favorite quotes about books:

“Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book.”
-Author Unknown

“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”
-Oscar Wilde

“I can’t imagine a man really enjoying a book and reading it only once.”
-C.S. Lewis

10.Name five absolutely great film adaptations of books

1. Twilight

OKAY-NOW WAIT. Stop throwing things at me. I’m not saying Twilight is a great book, what I’m saying is, that after having read the book AND seen the movie, I’d say they did a good job of translating it into film. PUT DOWN THE PITCHFORKS.

2. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

As one of the most complex books, I think they did a pretty good job of bringing it to film. They left out some things, but kept the major aspects of the book there, which was important-because this storyline really changed the whole shabang.

3. Little Women (Susan Sarandon version)

Little Women is a long honking book, but I love this version. I love Wynona as Jo and little Kirsten Dunst as Amy. I even used the music from it at my wedding. It’s a beautiful movie.

4. Emma (Gwyneth Paltrow version)

Love this charming adaption of one of my favorite Austen’s. Paltrow really brings Emma to life on screen-in all of her charming but slightly snobbish ways.

5. Hunger Games

I thought they kept the storyline pretty pure and illustrated the characters well. What I didn’t love was the shaky hand held camera crap. It made me a little nauseous-but I have high hopes that won’t be around in the next movie because I know they got really slammed on it.

11. Name three absolutely awful film adaptations of books.

1. Beautiful Creatures

This is fresh to me because I just recently saw it, but MAN was I disappointed. They had GREAT actors lined up for this. And if you haven’t read the book I think you’d really enjoy the movie, but if you’ve read the book then the movie is jacked up big time. A LOT of important things were either changed or completely omitted and my favorite character Alma who is portrayed by Viola Davis, is combined into my OTHER favorite character of Marian the librarian. They made Alma into a dual role for goodness sakes! There is no Marian! I could go on forever about this. So disappointing.

2. The Princess Diaries

I love this movie. I really do. I’ve been watching it any time it’s on TV for YEARS. But now that I’ve read a bunch of the books, I know how inaccurate it is. In the books her dad is NOT dead and her grandmother is NOT nice. So yes, I love the movie. I think it’s cute, but it’s not the best film interpretation…

3. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Again, while I love this movie, it is SO NOT THE BOOK. And it could have been. The pivotal last battle between Harry and Voldemort makes me so angry every time!

So there we are folks. I’ll give you an update this week on my doctors appointment and where we are with that. Happy Reading.