The Princess Syndrome--Ruthie's Version
A thought occurred to me that maybe I was going through a Princess Syndrome, but I looked it up and found it wasn't me. At least to my knowledge it's not. The reason why I thought that after my surgery, after having the tumor removed, I saw for two reason myself as a princess. 1) I had lost weight and was able to wear the dress I have always wanted to wear since I bought it. I looked good in it! It made me feel beautiful. 2) In the support group I was in, the hospital was referred to the castle and those of us who had a hysterectomy considered themselves a princess. After my Hysterectomy, I was somewhat spoiled. Since I couldn't do much during my recovery, I was waited on. I didn't have to go shopping, I didn't have to do the dishes or any work. All I needed to do was rest and take it easy. But I knew it wouldn't last. I began desiring someone to take care of me and since I felt like a princess, I wanted a prince. No not a real life prince like Prince Harry ...