Sick with the flu, followed by death in the family

I have been home sick for the past week with the flu.. ugh, it was not fun! Sorry to all the emails I haven’t gotten to and the pages in my book I haven’t read. You know you don’t feel good when the simple act of reading is too much.

And then Monday came with dreadful news – My step-niece passed away. I have known her since she was 8. She was 18 and her college roommate found her. I feel frozen, not able to even process all of this yet. I still can’t believe she is gone…

 

Hello, It’s me… anyone?

Hello fellow bloggers, book critiques, and lovers of all that is books. Gosh, it feels like it’s been a long time. I am sure you think I have forgotten about you but I haven’t.

I have been so passive with this blog. Not because I wanted to or because I lost interest. No, I just couldn’t juggle everything while my brain healed. I couldn’t be the mother my children needed, the wife my husband deserves, the teacher I know I once was… all the while reading and blogging like I would like. At first, I thought of myself as a failure. But I know that’s not the case because I am still here today and that means something.

2 years after the car accident, I find myself adjusting to my new self and wrapping up all the therapy. Yes, 2 years of therapy is a lot and I am ready to be done. Although being done also means accepting things for how they are. Am I the same after the car accident, NOPE. Will I ever get back to who I was, I’m not really sure.

But I can’t stand in the mirror and wish for something that might never come. I need to start living my life again and move past this accident.

While I am figuring out my new ‘normal’ and trying to see what that means for me, I am learning that the things I used to love doing, I no longer care much about. It’s a weird feeling really. Some days I don’t recognize myself and I wonder if my husband still sees the same woman he married. Luckily, my love for reading and desire to blog has not changed.

So Now What…

I have lost a lot of followers. I know and I am sorry. I hope you haven’t completely given up on me and are willing to give me another chance. I have not been here and I want to change that. So if you’ll have me, I am here! Drop me a line, a book recommendation, anything. I am here and I have decided I am not going anywhere!

Let’s rediscover the magic in books and share in our passion to read

Until next time, Happy Reading 🙂

A year from Hell..

This has been a year from hell..

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Lets take a walk in my year. Not even one month into 2017, I get in a devastating crash.

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Almost one year later and I am still going through therapy, still suffering a concussion, and still not able to live the life I once had. Running is out of the question and that doesn’t seem to be changing anytime soon. I continue to have to wear prism glasses to trick my brain and eyes into working together. I am trying to come to terms with having to do a maintenance plan (a.k.a. eye exercises) for the rest of my life. And I continue to struggle concentrating while blocking out external stimuli. A car accident that wasn’t even my fault has caused devastating changes.

Diagnosed in September of 2016, my Father-In-Law continued to suffer from an aggressive form of brain cancer.

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My Father-In-Law passed away in November. I miss him so much! He wasn’t perfect but he was a wonderful man.

My Step-Mother passed away Saturday, December 23… She was sick and the last couple years have been extremely difficult, especially on my day. But my heart is broken and I mourn per passing. I more the companion my dad lost. My Step-Mother has been apart of my dads, my life, for over 20 years. And even though I’ve known she was sick, I thought I had more time. At least time to say goodbye.

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I talked to my Dad earlier this week and he told me he didn’t think Linda would make it to summer. And I thought – I really need to tell her how I feel, how I appreciate everything she’s done and who she is to my Dad. But that thought was quickly followed with not wanting to do it over the phone and this stupid idea that I had time. I would get through this week of work, get through Christmas and then I would drive down to see her and the rest of my family. I honestly thought I had time. I always forget we are not promised tomorrow. I should have called and talked to her.

These are only three examples of what has made this year horrible, but they are strong and carry so much pain. This has been a year from hell.. I honestly hate 2017. All this grief is overwhelming and heavy.

2018 can’t get here fast enough…

 

Life, Survival, and Death

Hi, it’s me. It has been a while since I have been able to get on here. Most of that is because my heart has been broken and life just never seems to slow down.

For those who don’t know, I was in a bad car accident at the end of January 2017. If you haven’t ready the post – Surviving the Accident – check it out. I’m still recovering and thankful that I am continuing to get better. Since the last time I’ve check in, I have fired my previous vision therapist and hired one who believes I can still get better.

I struggle to fit in all my therapy appointments while working full time and raising two active boys. But I’m doing the best I can.

Life in my family has changed and I am still processing how that looks. Cancer is such an ugly thing. Check out my first post, Life Interrupted, The Family Battle with Cancer., to see the beginning. But my father-in-law passed away a month ago from today. I still don’t have the right words to say and I don’t even know what to say. But my heart is broken and I miss him so much! My family and I have been grieving and trying to get back to life as it is now.

Please understand and be patient during this time. The holidays have been so difficult, everything has been difficult. Finding the time and energy to get on my blog has been near impossible.

Curious- Which plan do you use???

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I get this post is possibly odd and has nothing to do with what I normally post but I’m just not sure what I want to do…

Right now I have the free plan and it’s ok. I mean I like it enough but I don’t love it. I am wondering if I could get more out of my blog if I switched to one of the other plans.

What plan are you using? Is it worth the upgrade?

Surviving the Accident

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Please forgive my absence. I was in a terrible car accident back on January 21. And it has been a LONG and SLOW recovery. The accident happened on the freeway coming home from work. There were 4 cars total and I was the last car to get hit. The car that hit me was this big GMC SUV

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Did I mention I drive a very small car- Chevy Volt…

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Yeah, that’s what was left of my car. On the inside, all the air bags went off. The GMC hit me sideways and bent the frame, totaling my car. I am so thankful my kids were not with me. I was taken to the hospital via ambulance and diagnosed with a concussion.

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There’s a saying in the world of concussions- no two are the same. Yeah there are common symptoms but they are all different. Mine turned into my worst nightmare. For the first couple months, all I could do was sit in my basement- mind you all the windows were covered in packing paper- sit in the dark with the lights off while wearing sunglasses, and pet my dog. If that doesn’t sound bad, try it. All you have is your mind, your dog, and darkness.

I couldn’t listen to the radio, watch tv, look at my phone, or read. All I knew was pain, so much pain. My thoughts weren’t mine. They were destructive and negative with such foreign depressing thoughts.

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From there, I saw 6 doctors for an hour each week, sometimes two times a week- I’m talking Occupation Therapy, Physical Therapy, Speech Therapy.. It felt like I saw every type. I couldn’t drive, and every time I got into the car I would have a panic attach.

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Months past. I missed holidays, my sons 4th birthday. My husband was practically a single Dad having to take care of the boys all on his own, plus schedule my appointments  and drive me to them. Oh and do his job… My thoughts were sluggish and I couldn’t remember anything. When I talked, I could hardly hold a conversation. The sound of my kids laughing through my symptoms from 0 to hell. Life was absolutely miserable.

In three days I will be 6 months out from the accident. My doctors think I will be finally able to return to work full time by the end of August. Two of my doctors are talking  about exiting me from services. I am allowed to start walking, slowly. Right now I am only allowed to walk for 5 minutes at a 3.0 pace. I can’t believe I went from training for a marathon to walking 5 minutes. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel but I still have a long road ahead of me.

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Recovery has been painful, slow, and difficult. In the last 6 months, I have been pain free for 1 day. Yes, you read that correct. Trust me when I say I would not wish this on my worst enemy.

Things are different for me now. I now have to wear contacts and prism glasses. I actually have two sets of glasses. I don’t know whoever thought it was a good idea to give someone with a concussion two sets of glasses and expect them to remember when to wear them. Writing this, I realize I have the wrong set of glasses on. Another thing that is different is I am can’t handle the heat any more. It makes me instantly symptomatic. There are other things but I don’t want to bore.

What I really want to say is please forgive the lack of posts. For the first time, I am starting to feel like my old self. And I have missed me terribly!  I hope in the next couple months, I get to reconnect with my followers and begin living my life.

🙂

Life Interrupted, The Family Battle with Cancer.

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The playwright wrote in “I Never Sang For My Father” – “Death ends a life, but not a relationship…which struggles on, seeking its own resolution.”

Cancer is the ugliest thing around. It doesn’t just hurt the people who have it, but also the ones around them. Right now I hate Cancer more than I have words to describe.

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The picture on the left was taken almost a year ago, January 20th or so. My son would have almost been 3 and my father in law who can never sit still for long, decided to indulge my son desire of going on a wagon ride.

I’m not going to go into details because honestly, it’s just too heartbreaking. But here is the condensed version: My father in law had his first seizer mid September. That day he was diagnosed with brain cancer. From there they told us he had at max 11 months to live. After surgery they came back with 5 to 11 years to live.

You can imagine the emotional rollercoaster that must have been…

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Within the last three months he has had brain surgery, went through radiation, and completed two out of 12 months of chemo. One week after he finished radiation, the mass on his brain grew back to almost the exact same size. Yes, you read that correct- 1 week. We discovered the growth on his brain because despite the fact he is on seizure medication, he had another seizer and the MRI confirmed.

But the worst part is the news we received this week from his neurologist- he is at the end of his options. Surgery isn’t one of them. More radiation isn’t one.. The only thing he has left is an experimental treatment that would be performed at Mayo in Minnesota.

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What does that even mean, experimental treatment??? There are so many questions and no answers. It could drive a person mad…

Trying to have an optimistic conversation with my husband is one of the most difficult things I have tried to do. Pushing the words out of my mouth that I am not sure I even believe… Pushing the words past my throat, a throat that felt on fire and painfully squeezed with each word that came out.. But I push the words out because I have to be my husbands rock.

As you can imagine, to say my husband is a mess is an understatement. At 31 years old, he is watching the man he has looked up to for all his life suffer and be told the possible outcome is far worse than grim.

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I mourn the loss for my husband. I mourn the loss for my children because they are so young they might not remember who their grandfather is, what kind of man he was. And I am selfish and mourn for myself.

What does it feel like to be on this rollercoaster? It feels like depression and hatred and pain. It pulls you down to were moving through life feels like walking in molasses. I lay in bed and I can’t stop the tears from falling. I blink my eyes and realize I must have fallen asleep because it’s the next day. But I don’t feel like I’ve rested. Reading feels like too heavy of a task so I watch netflix. But even then I feel like I am just staring at the screen. I want to point my finger and blame someone.

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I want to hit, scream, and cry. But I am the rock my husband depends on and rocks don’t do that. So I stay calm, I push the tears away, and I hold my husband. When I am alone and I don’t feel numb, that is when the tears come.

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You see, I am charged with keeping the house together. I don’t go to the doctors appointments, I don’t see my father in law.. because I am the one holds everything together while my husband is gone. It’s not an easy job. And deep down my biggest fear is that I won’t get to say goodbye.

As you have probably gathered from this emotional mess I am writing, it takes a strong and wonderful man to pull this kind of emotion out of someone. He is not even my father and he is far from perfect, but he is a great guy.

I was asked what I want for Christmas and I said time. This is why I want time. If I could give you one piece of advice going into the holidays and new year, it would be to love your family and put aside your differences. You always think you have forever but sometimes father time changes his mind.

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