Sunday, September 26, 2010

Life what more can I say

So lately I've felt like a truck stuck in the mud but looking back over the past month there has been some really good times and some really low times. This month I went to my first major concert sober and got to see Rascal Flatts...... I love their song I'm moving on. It reminds me of what I'm trying to do in my life. To let go of the past and move on. I went with my dad, mom, and my friend who is having her first baby in Nov. I can't wait to meet this little guy who I am sure will be adorable. I got to see a really good friend from out of state and heard the words from him that he is proud of me. Rock group started and I love those kids. Some bad times have been my great aunt lil passed away, had another small bowel obstruction so I was in the hospital, my white count is still up, have had a sinus infection, brochitis, and also my great aunt bertha in WV passed away. Despite all this going on I am still here and trying my best to keep going down the path in life i know is the best for me. Life is always good as long as you concentrate on the positive and not the negative.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Wow it's been just a little over a month

Wow it's been a little over a month since I updated this blog. It's been a busy month here. I am offically boot free and back into two matching shoes which is awesome. It was also time for my year visit to the Wooster Hospital for a bowel obstruction. I started getting sick probably tues and by thurs was in termendious pain and so I went this time to the dr who ordered a cat scan for that day and then went home to wait the results of the cat scan. After the dr read the cat scan results they sent me to see the surgeon asap who then sent me to the er and I was admitted and put on an iv. Once I got admitted to the floor they put in a ng tube (tube from the nose to the stomach which was no fun). I got it removed on friday and started eating again on clear liquids on sat. I moved to full liquids on sunday and got to come home. My iv blew on saturday night at 1am and it took them until 4 to place a new one (i lost count of all the times they poked me). I'm grateful to be home. Life is a challenge lately. I started IOP again since I lost my soberity in july and am looking at possibly residential but we'll see. Life is a gift and I want to enjoy it!