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Seven years

Hi. Going to keep this short today, because I'm up to my ears in alligators at work and elsewhere.

Today is the seventh anniversary of my mom's death. It's always a sad day for my family and me, and this year I miss her more than ever. Since Darren left me, I've so often wished I could talk to my mom, have her say something to comfort me, help me feel that that things will be all right again some day. I know, despite how bleak things look right now, that I'm going to be okay. But I'd like to hear it from her. 

In other news, tomorrow morning I have my third ankle reconstruction. I'm dreading the surgery itself, but I'm so eager to put this whole nightmare behind me. My friends and family will be tremendous help these next few weeks, and I'm grateful to have so much love and support.

I've also had encouraging news regarding my post-op schedule. I'll be in a surgical cast for two weeks, but then I'll be switched to the Aircast boot. This time there won't be 6 weeks in a nasty, scratchy fiberglass cast. Better still, I can start driving once the surgical cast comes off. I'll be glad to be less dependent than I was after the first two ankle surgeries.

So onwards. First we heal the ankle. The heart is a work in progress. Bones mend faster. (Well, at least they're supposed to.)

Once I'm off the good drugs, I'll post an update. Or maybe I'll post one while I'm high as a kite. Can't really vouch for what narco-WG will do.

 
 Gotta love a hot man with a big clock...

 
Woof.

 

These lovely happy boys almost take the sting out of Monday...

Me again

Hi all. Me again. There's not much new to share, really, but I thought it was time to reappear.

Work has been crazy. Not fun crazy, either. More like Michelle Bachman on LSD crazy. (Actually, that might actually be pretty cool to watch, especially when her husband's circuit party boys joined the melee.)

By my reckoning I'm working three or four jobs right now. As you can imagine, I'm not really feeling on top of things. But everyone else at work is more or less in the same boat, so we aren't pointing any fingers at each other.

I do have occasional contact with Darren, who is still on his road-trip for a few more weeks. Sometimes our emails are neutral, sometimes we clash in unpleasant ways, but no matter what kind of contact we have with each other, I'm always very sad afterward. I may see him later this month, but that's not certain, and I'm not sure if it's wise.

In news from the social pages, in the last month I've gone out on a few dates, or as I prefer to call them "proof of concept" dates. I know I'm in no shape to be in a relationship right now, but it's very encouraging that I've found a few cools guys who are charming, handsome, intelligent and think I am, too. It's a good ego boost after being so thoroughly dumped.

In just under three weeks I have my third (and final dammit!) leg surgery. I dread it, but I'm also looking forward to the time off from work, and I'm even more eager to have this whole 18 month nightmare behind me and be physically well again.

My awesome family and friends have been kind enough to start signing up for times to drop by the house and help me out during the very difficult first two weeks of recovery. I'm so glad to have such great people to support me at what is a pretty damn sucky time.

I'll be off work for three weeks after my surgery on August 31. I've got tons of movies and TV series lined up to watch on Netflix, and I probably have 15 books on my iPad that I should have read ages ago. I'll learn from last summer's mistake, though, and only read fun/funny stuff during my narco-week. (Wow, did I have some messed up hallucinations!) I will also do no knitting. That was messy.

So, there it is. More news when I have it.

 
 Yummy yummy yum...

Five years of WoolGatherer

Hi. Today is the 5th anniversary of my first blog post here on WoolGatherer. What a different life I had back then.

These are hard times, but I'm very much looking forward to the life I'll be living when we kick off year 6.

If you're still reading, thanks. I'm still here, too.