July 23, Wednesday
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Wednesday, golf cart rides and sunshine…
I was in the garage and I saw the golf cart was magically coasting very slowly backwards by itself.
I was in the garage and I saw the golf cart was magically coasting very slowly backwards by itself.
(You really have to press the brake hard to make it lock.)
I ran around the back to the other side to try and stop it.
My foot slid—and I wiped out, overturning on the ledge at the back of the garage and landing on my left knee. I heard my knee pop and saw stars for an instant. It took me a few minutes to catch my breath… and then to get up.
Ohh that was a bad one.
I went inside and did… something? 🤔 I don’t even remember.
Within an hour I wondered—maybe my foot isnt just sprained? I mean… I’ve done that before. But this felt different.
So did my knee. And my back.
So I went to get it checked.
Looks like a 4 degree sprain.
Looks like a 4 degree sprain.
My knee just felt tight. My back felt out of whack.
But my foot—I couldn’t put any weight on it without tears squeezing out.
Tonight, some good Samaritans came and bandaged me all up with all the good stuff.
I’m lying here propped up. The lower back spasms have stopped.
My knee is more numb than throbbing.
My foot is very swollen and colorful—but not too painful just laying here.
But HOWWW am I supposed to accomplish what needs to be done in Avry’s treatment plan the next 2 days while staying off my legs?!
It feels impossible.
I asked my sister to come—and I’m so glad she’s here.
Because I cannot do all the things I need to for Avry.
Now she’s taking care of both of us 🙈.
Somehow tomorrow we need to go to clinic.
Do you know how incredibly humbling this is to meet the Oncology Team the next two days like this?!! 50 shades of embarrassment😳
Do you know how incredibly humbling this is to meet the Oncology Team the next two days like this?!! 50 shades of embarrassment😳
They’ll draw her labs and we’ll wait to get the results.
They’ll inject the dye. Then we’ll head down to CT and MRI to check dye placement for Friday’s MIBG scan.
Then we’ll come back up and get platelets in preparation for Friday’s surgery—bone marrow biopsy and aspiration.
That’s a lot of walking on crutches.
But my knee won’t cooperate enough to even hobble on the “good leg.”
It feels like a sick joke.
YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING!!!!!!
I don’t have time for this.
How pathetic 🙈🙄. We really gotta do this right now??
Jake is 6 hours away…
At least nothing is broken.
At least I wasn’t carrying Avry…
But Friday is the real kicker.
We need to be there at 5:45 AM.
Only I am
allowed in the OR prep room.
allowed in the OR prep room.
And only I am allowed in the OR.
Only I will be allowed in recovery.
How am I going to get from point A to point B and care for Avry??
How am I going to get from point A to point B and care for Avry??
How am I going to do all the things?
I see now—I’ve been taking my well-working legs and limbs for granted this entire cancer journey.
My health has held up so well.
And I’ve truly been so grateful.
Somehow I just need to get through the next 2 days.
And somehow—we will.
We always do.
We always do.
This is a new, different level of complexity.
But there will be a way.
There always is.
Right now, I’m just asking for the pain to let up—and to be able to walk again. 🙏🙏🙏
Funny thought… just last evening I looked in the mirror and thought to myself:
There should be a rule. A law.
That when you’re going through really hard things, you automatically GLOW.
Because you don’t have time or energy to count calories or get sun-kissed.
It should just be a given—going through a valley?
Well, at least you look like you’ve got it together.
But no.
You gotta look like your life is in shambles too.
Great 😄. Aren’t we just winning?!
(Ok, that’s sarcasm.) (thank goodness that’s still semi intact)
(Ok, that’s sarcasm.) (thank goodness that’s still semi intact)
Anyway—here’s to taking one step at a time.
And when you literally can’t even do that—one hobble at a time.
Kind of like when the air’s come out of all the tires and you’re driving on the rims…
And then the rubber starts to slap the ground and fly off too…
But the old rusty car continues to puff out blue smoke. 💨
There’s still life.
So if you think about it tomorrow…
I’d sure be mighty grateful for a few whispers on our behalf. 🙏
Comments
Roxanne Kurtz
Angela Lapp
Chantal.beaton
Martha Neuenschwander
Monica Lambright
Amy Garvey
Veronica Ward
Malinda Koehn
Cammie Clark
So sorry to hear of your pain!!! Praying for quick healing for you and Avry to have a great week!!! Maybe a wheel chair for you and Avry in your lap🫶🏽🩷. Praying for you and Avry. 🫶🏽🩷
Judy King
Praying for you goes without saying, l pray for Avry and the entire family every day. God will provide.
Vickie Leister
Ruth Zehr
Emily Koehn
Carmen Swarey
Sharon Nissley
So sorry 😞
We’re praying n rooting for you both ! HE WILL MAKE A WAY ! Sending love 💕
Irishlife04
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