So, this is really me, in real-time. Not much to report... just stuck here in bed until Sunday. I can get up (with someone holding my leg so it stays above my hips) to go to the bathroom, and that's about it. trying to stay occupied.
Surgery went well, no arterial graft or rpair as he couldn't locate anything to really work with. Muscle fixed/reconstructed, skin graft in place. Giant (I mean GIANT) dressing and a half-cast (splint) that goes from my toes to half way up my thigh.
Struggling big time with some emotional things. My psychiatrist came in today to talk about that, which was good. Doing a bit of changing with my meds.
I have 2 funtional iv ports, wich rocks.
And now I have company. So goof bye.
I am a Christian. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a friend. I have babies in heaven. I take pictures. Love to write. I strive to show compassion.
Derek is also a Christian. He is a husband - to me. An amazing husband. He loves intensely. Laughs freely. He is strong. I am amazed when I consider that he chose ME. I love him. He loves me.
This is my Gramma. Eileen. Of everyone I have ever known, she is the one I desire to be like. She was wildly compassionate. Generous. A woman of integrity. Goofy. Cute. My hero. She is in Heaven.
Bayleigh is intense. She is small. She is beautiful. Sweet. Wild. Mischevious without limits. And she chirps.
Furbis is the epitome of catness. He is handsome. Big. Sweet. Dangerously intelligent. Strong. He breaks things. And talks.
Calliah is special. Furbis chose her. She is sweet. Not very smart. Funny. Pretty. Puts her toys in water. And the more she loves you, the harder she bites.
Izzy is super sweet. She's pretty. Passionate about playing. She licks things. She doesn't talk much. Snuggles a lot. And sleeps on my head.
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