Scattered Sundays

I had every intention of a full post for you today. But you know what they say – “man plans, God laughs”.

I forgot that my youngest kid gets sick constantly. I forgot the kids had half days all week.

And I definitely did not have developing a superficial blood clot in my wrist that makes typing painful on my post-op bingo card.

I underestimated my exhaustion at the start of the week. I underestimated the highs and lows (Tuesday is a day I shall not speak of).

I did not expect that food would turn on me and be revolting. I didn’t expect to gain 10 pounds in 18 hours from fluids and blood in my abdomen, then lose it all after the second surgery, and then lose an additional 5 pounds because food is a chore.

I truly am feeling so much better every single day. I’m also making sure that I don’t take a day of high energy and then overdo it and backslide.

For the first time in years, I am taking some real time off to rest and heal. This past Tuesday’s post was scheduled. I have a few others scheduled here and there.

I’ll be back very soon, but am taking this slowly right now.

PS, I did read all your comments and emails from last week and I appreciate them. I’ll be responding when I can.