My Daily Picture

Every year, without fail. This year it was the first card to arrive. My friend Anita never forgets my obsession with my birthday. 2 days.

I think I'm in her zone, but she is on my blanket. Princess slept on top of me last night. Now I'm ready for my morning nap and need a place to lay down. Recovery problems....

I have a pretty good baby sitter today. He does a great job of making eggs and Cheerios. I even get fresh water and juice. No pain medication today. I can't handle the headache. Exercises are going well. My nap was pretty epic. But by tomorrow the boredom is going to be off the charts.

I survived day one of home recovery, my day consisted of many naps, lots of soup, and help from my wonderful family  💖 {note: this entry was written by Megan as well, I remember her asking me about the kind of heart I wanted to add to the post. I was pretty tired and out of it. The side effect of every medication they gave me was headache. I could not think at all and that was bothering me more than anything. I wanted everyone to know I was okay. }

My surgery today went well. Thank you for all the prayers and support  ❤️ . Also does anyone know where I can find one of these heated blankets they used? - {note: this actual post was written by MEGAN as I was too tired and out of it to write, but she expressed my thoughts. The heated blanket was AH-MAZE-ING! it blew warm air, just the perfect amount to be cozy. I was fascinated with it.}

Just to document my journey, here is a picture showing how limited the movement in my shoulder had become. I only experienced pain with particular movements, but my reach, and range of motion was way off.

I never turn off or stop. I am always giving of myself. Well, tomorrow I will have to stop that for awhile. It’s going to be weird. When I had surgery the last time, they handed me a human I then needed to take care of. There was no concept of recovery. There was no longer ME. I have been perfectly ok with that. It kinda stinks God had to do something so drastic to get my attention, but her sure has it. I have 5 weeks to focus on myself. Thank you God for the gift you are giving me. Be with my family as they have to pick up the slack. Be with my SCA family as they have to learn to appreciate how much I did for them and adjust to their new reality. Be with me and guide my focus. Keep me strong.