This is the first day back to some semblance of normalcy for me since my emergency surgery that was supposed to keep me out of work and off my feet for about a week (a week and a half tops), but as we know nothing in life is guaranteed.
I felt great and was ready to get back to the A to Z Challenge, school work, and even work, which was my plan; but unfortunately my body had other plans for me. A few days after I was discharged complications set in and back to the doctor and hospital I went. A fever, 101, low enough; but never looks good after you’ve had any type of medical procedure and a bit or rather a lot of vomiting and some other stuff I dare not mention here.
By the time I got to the doctors office my fever had climbed to 102.4 and the decision was made shortly there after for me to head to the hospital for some tests. Go straight to the hospital do not pass go Continue reading →
Over the past couple of weeks, I have been creatively stumped. I believe I have come to a bit of self discovery about why and having figured out at least a portion of it I hope to resolve it soon and move on.
I mentioned in an earlier post that I work with four of the unhappiest women over 50, I have ever worked with in my life. I don’t talk about work outside of work and I don’t blog about it either and truth be told I don’t plan on starting now. This will be the one and only post about work (unless of course I get a promotion).
I have internalized issues I don’t normally internalize nor usually care about. Continue reading →
First of all, I don’t keep pen and paper by the bed. Secondly, I have a lot of thoughts running through my head when I wake up in the morning. One such thought is “Damnit. Is it really time for me to get up?” Another is pondering what I’m going to wear. And still another is the classic “5 more minutes mom, please”, even though my mother no longer wakes me and further more it would be a bit difficult for her to do so since we don’t live in the same house. Inevitably those 5 more minutes turn into 15, 20, or maybe even 30 minutes.
One of my best and proudest holiday memory is when I decided to help someone else have a Merry Christmas. I’ve always wanted to do some volunteer work at a shelter and I finally decided to do it.
I volunteer a few days a week at a my local children’s hospital — reading to children, playing games, holding and feeding abandoned and developmentally delayed babies, and during one of my visits a hospital social worker comes in with a prospective foster parent for a baby Continue reading →
I remember it like it was yesterday, well maybe not quite like yesterday but definitely not some 21 years ago — the first time someone other than a family member told me, “I love you.” It came from my first real boyfriend. I think back on that time and there were actually a lot of firsts during this time in my life.
It was my first year in college and away from the safety net of home and my parents; I had my first real boyfriend, one that actually cared how my day went; my first real kiss that meant something; and of course my first ‘I love you’. Continue reading →