Wednesday, February 23

I am grateful

Today was so long. I am exhausted, but I am grateful...


Today:


I am grateful for Drew who took Seth to school so I could go to my specialists appointment for my back early this morning.


I am grateful for the kind doctor that came into my room bearing chocolate gifts and saying,"I know I am going to hurt you during this, so I brought treats for you so you don't hate me." It worked.


I am grateful for how wonderful the specialist was. He explained all of my options to me and really encouraged me to discuss what option would be good for me not only with Drew but with Physio guy too. He really cared about the work I have put into getting better before seeing him, and said so twice.


I am grateful for the incredibly thorough assessment the specialists did on my back and hips. I was so impressed that I am willing to overlook the fact they gave me a paper towel to cover up with. And then told me to do acrobatics while wearing the towel.


I am grateful for a wonderful family doctor, who listens and cares.


I am grateful that I got to have a little bit of the afternoon to myself. 


I am grateful for whoever invented Skype. 
I am grateful for Skype.


I am grateful for how happy I feel.


I am grateful for love. 


I am grateful for Physio guy, it was almost like he could sense how exhausted I was after my 2 different doctors appointments (and my 2 hour appointment today for my back where I was twisted, poked, pushed, and bent)... I was already really sore tonight when I went to see him for my weekly appointment so when I got there PG was very kind. I got heat, massage, stim, banter and laughs, stretching and ultrasound. No needles just a smile. He is a very kind man, and a very dear friend. Have a wonderful time on your trip, I hope you fall asleep in a lawn chair and get a sunburn.


I am grateful for a good laugh, nachos and a new friend.


I am grateful.


J

Newspaper rants and heart attacks

We spent Saturday cleaning the house. While I was cleaning, Drew was reading our local paper, found this in the "Rant and Raves" section and called me over.




Now, when I finished reading it all I could do was stand there with my mouth hanging open. I actually had NOTHING to say. I was shocked. I am amazed at what this world is coming to.
A friend of mine wrote a quote that I just loved. She said, "why do those who know the least, know it the loudest?" Props to Marissa.


I cannot for the life of me wrap my brain around the idea that this person sat there, watched this horrific act that was done to this little creature and did nothing to help.... then wrote (to a NEWSPAPER) about the act and advertised how he/she did nothing to help. After a few days I still have nothing to say about it except to shake my head in disbelief.


Today:


I am grateful for the kindness of the Young Women I go to church with. Tonight while Drew was out and the children were in bed I was doing laundry and cleaning up and my door bell rang. 
I opened the door and I had been "Heart attacked"






Now there was a literal and figurative heart attack that happened. The figurative, because this kind of ring and run where the girls decorate my door with hearts and left candy they call a "heart attack"; the literal being when I opened my door a few of the hearts fell from the door frame and hit my face, scaring the crap out of me. I screamed and jumped backwards and tripped on my boots.
I am grateful for what they did, it was so sweet and made me feel loved, the irony of this is my chest has been hurting for days before this even happened.


I am grateful for service and for how it makes me feel better.


I am grateful for the chocolate that was left tonight. THANK YOU LADIES it could not have come at a better time!!!


J