Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

I think what little is left of my sanity snapped Thursday afternoon when I received word that my brother will likely need open heart surgery, providing he is a viable candidate. If that is not an option, he will require a heart transplant. These are the kinds of words that make you want to sink … Continue reading Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

Empty

I might be writing this from the afterlife. Why would I say that? Because the truly gruesome bruises are gone, there's not a scratch in sight, and I feel...nothing. Perhaps empty would be the correct word. That can't possibly be normal. Though my warm shower definitely reminded me that my left knee is far from okay. I … Continue reading Empty

Time Is A Fickle Thing

This weekend has blown by. I've done so much in the last few days that I am struggling to move. The only thing that doesn't hurt is my hair. 😦 My new mattress was delivered earlier in the evening. The irony that I'll only get to sleep on it for the next three weeks is … Continue reading Time Is A Fickle Thing