I’m sitting here considering what to write and all I can focus on is how desperately I want to crawl out of my own skin.
Today the cancer-claustrophobia is strong.
(I didn’t post yesterday, 6/15/21)
Joy and Pain :: June 15, 2018
My body is in significant pain. Physical therapy was excruciating. And I’m not feeling well.
But the day was good despite those things and we are celebrating Annie’s 10th Birthday (early because I’ll be recovering from surgery on her actual birthday) with a couple of her friends tonight . Grilled pizza. Swimming. Ice cream. Hide and seek. Staying up late. Seeing her light up.
10 days. 10.
Duh :: June 16, 2018
Man the tears come easy…
As at peace as I am for doing this surgery, I have been super emotional these past few days. I guess that is how the anxiety is presenting itself.
I’ve written about it the past many nights, too. Which is, I guess, a clear indicator that this surgery is all consuming.
Duh. *eye roll
For good reason.
Arthritis :: June 15, 2019
The arthritic locked up joints are extra awful tonight. I can hardly move my feet and my back and neck are throbbing.
I hurt from head to toe.
Lame.
Happy Father’s Day 2019 :: June 16, 2019
Happy Father’s Day to my love. I love getting to live this life with you and I’m grateful for your perseverance and patience as we have navigated some rough rough storms. Thank you for selflessly and sacrificially providing for and leading our family.
I felt awful today and I slept terribly last night and I was on the verge of tears most of the day, but I loved seeing your smile and hearing your laugh as we celebrated you.
I pray for many more Father’s Days to come…no matter the storms that rage around us.
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