this is me now


blurred lines

...when your body is dealing with pain--- life becomes a blur---

I remember crying---- that I couldn't shower---that I couldn't go to the bathroom and get up off the toilet by myself---tmi I know----I was scared to move in case I lose another extremity---I just knew everyday was a day of healing and I had to wait it out....glad I took pictures

between November 9-dec 10ish----blurred lines----I remember friends coming to visit---I remember playing with the grands----leah tells me we went to see Frozen----I don't remember the movie AT ALL! I remember sitting in the theater...... thanksgiving came and went in a blur---- never did eat dessert----jasmine and leah cooked----2nd year in a row I missed out on thanksgiving---one of my favorites!

got my cast on my wrist right before thanksgiving---HALLELUJAH! what a difference that was! and my stitches came out of my foot---

the weather made it easy to stay at home---cold spells coming thru----sitting in the wheelchair I would kind of cave in on myself---so it wasn't comfortable for very long---

time heals all wounds---especially physical ones with incisions
 my view of the backyard---my camera positioned so I could see what was happening out my window behind me
 my view most of the time----puffy foot  under my heated blanket
 right after my wrist surgery---before the cast went on

 purple cast----duh
close up with no stitches! sorry if it grosses you out---but that was significant!
 can you see the imprint of the knee scooter brand in my skin? yeah---that's how we roll
quite a spectacle to just get me out of my room into the front room---much less to the theater to see Hunger Games---jasmine was a blessing!


toppling over I'm getting around good on my scooter----sure---I carefully get to the edge of my bed---nature calls and all---get on my scooter---its 3 a.m.---head towards the powder room---done, done and done----head back to bed----SQUIRREL---hmmm---what is that? I musta dropped something (cant even remember what it was now!) and so, of course----I lean over to pick it up......

LONDON BRIDGE IS FALLING DOWN---FALLING DOWN---FALLING DOWN!  I go over---breaking my fall with my left wrist....breaking my left wrist---2 bones of my left wrist.

picture this----non-weight bearing right foot---broken wrist---3 a.m.---calling to david to wake him up---but he cant get me up---NON WEIGHT BEARING----I'm crying and moaning---- so he calls the ambulance and off we go----I barely remember anything except crying at how much it hurt....and hurt it did.

this was on Saturday, Nov 9----saw my podiatrist Monday---he just looked at me and said "I am so sorry"....david made a thousand phone calls to find an orthopedic dr that could see me right away---found dr khubchandani----saw him Tuesday----surgery on Wednesday.

I no longer feel human.

jasmine and her kids clear their calendar and come up to care for me---david has a trial----

one day at a time---breathe---


fileted like a fish

I have been anticipating surgery for nigh unto a year----after a coupla months of physical therapy to no relief---all concerned agreed it was time for me to have my toe---2nd toe on my right foot---way too long for its own good---on fire every day----hammertoeing up and over the big I decided to be fileted....truly---2nd toe to be cut from knuckle to about 3" into my foot....yikes....plantar plate (ball of your foot) tear to be sewn up---knuckle removed/bone shaved and rejointed....yikes.

but not til November---because I am SO important and necessary that the world would stop revolving if I was out for 8 weeks---(truly---there are only 3 of us at work and I'm the only chick---so it would have been a problem)----so I beasted thru til a break in our shows----the was the silliest decision EVER---I was in pain every day---toe on fire kinda pain....but that's how important I am.

October 29th, 2013---I went in under the knife---how ready was I, you ask? ready enough that even tho dear hubby was out of town for a trial, I was still willing to go in---so leah and boys came up to take care of me.

surgery went well--came home---stayed up until 5 am the next day! felt great---non-weight bearing boot---foot raised---see the dr in 2 weeks for stitches out...yay! I have very little memory of the next few days---pain kicked in---but the fam took good care of sister Eden came up from Austin (3 hr drive) and visited for a few hours and then drove home---just to check on me!  my mom sent me a box of all things purple---one to open each day for two weeks! my brother and sister sent me a MASSIVE box of chocolate and magazines....I have a great family.

lyric came up over the weekend to help me out---I was up on my knee scooter and tooling around to the bathroom and back.....too good to be true?
 personalized purple m & M's from the halls
 cannon and Jonas with the BOX of chocolates from Marc & Pat Ensign
 are you seeing a pattern? carebox from the Webbs
 one of the packages from my mom for opening everyday
my view


baby steps....from no steps

i'm way behind---but its hard to type one-handed---and now I am pushing myself all in the name of physical therapy.....if you don't know why I am one handed---WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?  that's okay---I'm sure you have a life outside of wondering about mine---so, in baby steps, I am going to catch you up.

October 2013

dave and I flew to san diego, ca for Shirley's wedding.  Shirley and sandy are two of my favorite people---their lives have intertwined with ours for 20 years---so when Shirley announced she was getting married in the san diego temple---we were so there.

 one of the coolest things ever---Shirley's baby, Reese---and her adoptive parents and sister were all there--- so cool---to see how far Shirley had come in a year and to see the huge outpouring of love for her and nick.

 dave and I detoured a bit and went to find the house where he was raised ---bit smaller than you remember---neighborhood is a bit more rundown---but good memories
 this tree is on the street outside his home in Torrance---so craggly---so much character.
 spent a morning at the Mormon Battalion site in San Diego---very interesting and found one of David's relatives was part of the battalion!
 yeah---this is us

we got to stay with my sister, Pyper and her family---I love San Diego---love Shirley---love Pyper!