I turn around and almost a month passes by without a post. What do I do with my time? I was on such a good streak about my Thankful For Posts. Now, the time has passed. Maybe I will write them all out in one post.
To be honest, the last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of shit piling on top of everything that could possibly be bad in my life. I am siting here trying to take it all in.
I have so much to write about. It will be better to list it! Here is goes. This guide should help me to keep focused:
- My week of anger
- Paczki being part of the 20/10/5
- The person who is my personal hell and is also part of 20/10/5
- Being sick with a stomach bug
- Crying as I puked my brains out due to said bug
- The death of a teenager
- My Bucket List
- My funeral
- The accident that could have been bad
- School and how shaken I am about it
I hope this helps. I have enough time to finish it all.
Today, I am thankful for the people who have served in the armed forces. Without their sacrifice for this country, I wouldn’t have the things I enjoy.
As the semester winds down, there is one thing I am thankful for!!:
Today I am thankful for my ability to BS my way through a paper that is due today!!
As my radio was playing, one song came to mind:
“Thank you for the Music” by ABBA.
So…I am thankful for music. The ability to hear lyrics that express how I feel is something that has gotten me through a lot of hard times.
This is simple:
Today, I am thankful for being a “liberal succubus.”
In life, I am very political. My tendency is to the left…the very left. Being able to express my views is something I don’t take for granted. The nickname was a creation of my husband and I. He comes from a conservative family. We often joke that I am the one who seduced him with my ways. I thought of a South Park episode with a succubus. The nickname was born.
As I sit and watch my kids eat, my heart goes out to those who struggle everyday to put food on the table.
I am so thankful for being able to feed my children. Not everyone is blessed this way and it makes me sick to think about how many go hungry at night.
I am typing this post from the hospital where FullEclipse works and where K2 was born. I also see my p-sychiatrists here. But today, FullEclipse is not working and there are no appointments with Dr. Inception.
FullEclipse is going in for surgery in the next 90 minutes or so. This surgery, from what we have been told, is common. The doctor has said that FullEclipse should be home by this afternoon. With that being said, the doctor won’t know if he has to do the surgery on FullEclipse the old fashioned way – not Laparoscopally (sp). That prospect scares me because the recovery time will be longer. Moreover, the chances of complications increase. FullEclispe doesn’t want to stay in the hospital, but it all depends on how his surgery turns out today.
The idea of something happening to the love of my life scares me. My anxiety has been under control. It is funny that the roles of care giver have been reversed. FullEclipse is the one in the relationship who has seen me through a lot of procedures. He has taken care of me. Now, it is my turn to do the same. Scary prospect if you ask me! Am I up to the challenge? So far, I have tried to the calm though my fears have shown their ugly faces. I have to be strong for my husband the kids.
A service dog stopped by the waiting room. She was so well behaved. I bet she sensed my feelings because she just wanted me to pet her. I needed that dog. Perfect timing.
Right now, I am waiting for the nurses to let me see my husband before he goes into the OR. I don’t want to cry. I want to be strong because this surgery is really nothing.
But all good thoughts are much needed.
This grown up stuff really sucks!
I am grateful for the doctors, nurses, and staff at the hospital where FullEclipse had his surgery. Without their knowledge and skills, my husband could not have come out of his surgery successfully. Everyone, minus one person, was very nice and understanding.
The nurses get an extra thank you! They really put in so much effort with so little recognition.
This is just a copy/paste from my Facebook status:
Today, I am thankful for health insurance. My husband could not get the surgery he needs without it. My mental health would be zero. Everyone has a right to insurance. Sad…not everyone does.
There is no way to put it, but I am so thankful for my warm and cozy bed. It is the one place where everyone can relax even if some of us have nightmares all the night (me!).
I get to cuddle with the K-Kids there. My husband and I have some fun times in bed too (wink wink).