Friday, September 28, 2012
Where to begin?
I am not even sure where to begin. The last 10 days have brought about a lot of grief and heartache. My sister is battling COPD. She was hospitalized last week. Thankfully they caught it on time this go around and she did not have to spend 2 weeks or a month in the hospital. She was also not in acoma which is great! For that I am truly thankful. Larry left on Sunday and even though he leaves a lot, he asked me something on Friday that I am still trying to process. I really do not want to talk about it on here but a few of my friends that read know what I am talking about. It has had me very emotional lately. I have a friend who's 12 year old son was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. Another friends brother died on Monday. I found out on Wednesday that a family friend was ran over by her own car. She pulled over to use her cell phone. She is in her 50's, so I guess she does not do the bluetooth thing. During her phone call, her grandbaby unlocked herself from her carseat. Of course she had to get out of the car in order to rebuckle her before she took off again. She thought that she had the car in park, but unfortunately she did not. She was unable to move fast enough to get back into the car, so she grabbed the steering wheel in order to try and have the car go into the ditch instead of traffic. The car hit a bump and she let go of the wheel and tripped. The car ran over her leg. She was taken to the ER and they told her she would be fine that it was just banged up. A few days later she was hospitalized, because her leg become infected. She is now battling that and praying that she does not lose her leg due to infection. Then today I log onto Facebook and one of my friends posted that her husband was injured last week in Afghanistan and is now paralyzed from the lower back down. As of right now, they are predicting that he will not walk. To top it all off I am sick so my hormones are very wacky. I always want my family (mom, Larry, or best friend) when I am sick. I need to remember that when I am getting aggravated with my kids because they are fighting, that at least they have that fight in them to do so.
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