Where Did July Go?
Glanced at my wall calendar the other day to send an email to a friend confirming a date for coffee. Realized hours later than I had given her the wrong date. I had never flipped the page from July to August. Where did July go and where was I while it was slipping away?
Actually, I do know where I was. Right here, hardly ever leaving the house in fact. My husband had surgery in early July, and for the first two weeks of his recovery I stayed close by to keep an eye on him. And, yes, he is doing very well now. Thank you for asking. He is sporting a three-inch scar and a new addition to his gut: a 3" x 6" mesh patch to reinforce his abdominal wall. He developed a nasty hernia in late June. The pain came on so suddenly, we spent the best part of a Sunday in the emergency room. After mucho pain meds and an MRI, for whichhe had to lay flat, they saw the hernia. It was big. The doctor was able to perform a temporary fix (let's just say they had to sedate him and leave it at that), and surgery was scheduled for the following week. Note to anyone who might have to go through this. The doctors hold back on disclosing information about post-surgery pain and misery. If they could learn to be a bit more forthcoming, they would save themselves several phone calls from worried patients and spouses. The fourth post-surgical day was a turning point. He could stand on his own and walk a bit rather than do a one-legged shuffle. By week two he was taking short walks and by the end of week three he was driving himself to work. Last night (almost a month after surgery), we went to our first dance party since late June. The patient is definitely on the mend.
I used my bedside-companion time to organize recipes into binders, catchup on reading, reply to emails, and do a bit of writing which I posted to FanStory. The bed became our 'command central'. The dog was in heaven. She is quite put-out with us that we are no longer spending our days keeping her company. We gave a whole new meaning to 'the family bed'.
Life is getting back to normal. I'm back at the studio taking regular dance lessons, and I have the sore muscles to prove it. David started back this week too. We've been to the Farmer's Market on Saturday mornings and have been enjoying lots of freshly roasted green chiles. It's too hot to do much outside, so the yard is a mess but I finally caught up more than a year's worth of home filing (I HATE paperwork), and I reorganized the files while I was at it. I have a new story up on the Rose City Sisters Flash Fiction Blog (see the sidebar for a link), and I entered a poem into a contest sponsored by Writer's Journal. Today we have a funeral to attend, but that's another story for another post.
So, I plan to backtrack (again) and read my friend's LJ entries this weekend to catch up on everyone's lives. Let me add a bit of a disclaimer --this computer is having issues, so if I don't surface for awhile, blame it on technology gone awry. I totally have a love/hate relationship going on with this machine and still have to get comfortable with my backup machine: a little notepad thing.
Thought I'd add these two photos for fun. The still was taken with the flash. The swishy one was taken a few seconds later without the flash. I love this stuff !
Actually, I do know where I was. Right here, hardly ever leaving the house in fact. My husband had surgery in early July, and for the first two weeks of his recovery I stayed close by to keep an eye on him. And, yes, he is doing very well now. Thank you for asking. He is sporting a three-inch scar and a new addition to his gut: a 3" x 6" mesh patch to reinforce his abdominal wall. He developed a nasty hernia in late June. The pain came on so suddenly, we spent the best part of a Sunday in the emergency room. After mucho pain meds and an MRI, for whichhe had to lay flat, they saw the hernia. It was big. The doctor was able to perform a temporary fix (let's just say they had to sedate him and leave it at that), and surgery was scheduled for the following week. Note to anyone who might have to go through this. The doctors hold back on disclosing information about post-surgery pain and misery. If they could learn to be a bit more forthcoming, they would save themselves several phone calls from worried patients and spouses. The fourth post-surgical day was a turning point. He could stand on his own and walk a bit rather than do a one-legged shuffle. By week two he was taking short walks and by the end of week three he was driving himself to work. Last night (almost a month after surgery), we went to our first dance party since late June. The patient is definitely on the mend.
I used my bedside-companion time to organize recipes into binders, catchup on reading, reply to emails, and do a bit of writing which I posted to FanStory. The bed became our 'command central'. The dog was in heaven. She is quite put-out with us that we are no longer spending our days keeping her company. We gave a whole new meaning to 'the family bed'.
Life is getting back to normal. I'm back at the studio taking regular dance lessons, and I have the sore muscles to prove it. David started back this week too. We've been to the Farmer's Market on Saturday mornings and have been enjoying lots of freshly roasted green chiles. It's too hot to do much outside, so the yard is a mess but I finally caught up more than a year's worth of home filing (I HATE paperwork), and I reorganized the files while I was at it. I have a new story up on the Rose City Sisters Flash Fiction Blog (see the sidebar for a link), and I entered a poem into a contest sponsored by Writer's Journal. Today we have a funeral to attend, but that's another story for another post.
So, I plan to backtrack (again) and read my friend's LJ entries this weekend to catch up on everyone's lives. Let me add a bit of a disclaimer --this computer is having issues, so if I don't surface for awhile, blame it on technology gone awry. I totally have a love/hate relationship going on with this machine and still have to get comfortable with my backup machine: a little notepad thing.
Thought I'd add these two photos for fun. The still was taken with the flash. The swishy one was taken a few seconds later without the flash. I love this stuff !