Reflecting on this past Year.


     Christmas is right around the corner, followed by New Year’s.  It’s this time that I find myself reflecting on this year and thinking of what I want to change for the next one.  There have been so many changes this year, I’ve accomplished more than I thought I would and less than I planned.

     I made my annual pilgrimage to Texas to spend time with my adult children, my granddaughter only to discover that I had more family there than I knew.  I jumped out of an airplane with my daughter and tried sushi for the first time, as well as sake.  I like the sake more than the sushi and like the skydiving way more than the sushi.  I’m pretty sure that I shouldn’t have done both on the same day however.

     I found my worth and value as a human being in Texas.  Given that I seem to be a perpetual patient I didn’t think I had any anymore, but I found out otherwise.  I learned that I still have something of value to offer beyond being sick, and I also learned that how I feel about myself relates to how I’m doing physically.  For the first time while I was in Texas I didn’t have to go to the hospital.

     I also made another trip, this one to New York.  It was my second time there and I learned that I could still travel and have a good time with my family.  I also met Kelsey Grammar and Betty White, that was a hoot.  I also learned not to take my shoes off on the plane because there was no way I was going to get them back on.  I also learned that if I leave my left overs in the hotel room while walking Times Square with Sarah, my husband was going to eat it all, including my cheese cake.

     I don’t know how many times I was in ICU this year, I lost count.  It feels like it might be less than last year and I’m hoping more than next year.

     I lost my best friend this year and I miss her every day.  I also found closure in helping another friend, no daughter find closure in a horrific part of her life and now she is able to put it behind her and move forward.

     I’ve found some friends in the blogosphere and made old friends new again.  I’ve also gotten my sister and her crazy girlfriend out of my house, and if that was the only thing I accomplished, believe me it would be enough.

     What can I say about my husband?  We’ve been together 17 years now and it seems that our love just grows deeper.  He’s sweeter and kinder than ever and I love him.  As my caretaker he has more patience than I give him credit for.

Reflecting, After all, it’s Been Two Years


     It’s been 2 years since I started blogging,  I’ve re-read it from the beginning and just reflecting on everything.

     I’ve covered a lot of things The Coma,  I thinks I’m going to do all of these in capital letters, they had that much of an impact with me. Now I have to start over and in no particular order.

The Coma

The Pancreatic Tumor

The Sepsis

Removing My Port

Replacing My Port

Central Lines

Chronic Pancreatitis

DKA

Countless other procedures

Tranfers Via The ALS Ambulance

     Well, I think I hit all the hight points  anyway.  Now I want to set some goals this new year.  I’m thinking I want to try the cymbalta.  Depression kind of creeps up on me slowly without me being aware of it until I’m mired in it.

     Daily exercise, and for sure much better control of my diabetes, I feel like I’m always putting out fires instead of preventing them in the first place.  To that end I’m going to appeal my insurance companies to approve the insulin pump for me.

     I’ve also done much that I’m proud of,  I went to Texas for a couple of weeks and made it to New York with the family for a long weekend.  Of course it was when they were breaking records for temp and humidity.  I went skydiving, I tried sushi.  Note to self:  Do not try the skydiving and the sushi in the same day.      Rudy and I noticed and commented on how peaceful and loving our house had become.  We were in a very good place, the equilibrium was palpable.  That being said, there were some challenges.

    It was a tough year, emotionally, and mentally.  My sister and her crazy girlfriend moved in and it was very difficult not getting entangled in their drama, then just my sister was here.  That was hard.

     My sister moved back to Kentucky about a month ago.  Rudy and I are getting our mojo back.  There’s a lot going on right now,  I’m getting my sewing room set up, I’m on the hunt for a dress form.  I want to try reworking vintage clothing, it appeals to the hippy in me.

     I also want to give a big “Thank You” to all of my readers, I have learned from you as well.  Keep reading and commenting.