Stent running from my kidney all the way to you know where! Ugh
Brain injury awareness month was the last thing on my mind ( no pun intended) as I scoped through my home last week looking for an important document. I was getting mad at myself.
Many of my rooms are partially empty. There are a few reasons for this. Without blaming my autistic son too much, I am convinced he has wanted me to redo rooms for quite sometime. ( He breaks things. I guess we all need hobbies. This one is very expensive ).
Waiting on my Urologist! What Joy!
I have had a brain tumor and some form of TBI ( traumatic brain injury) and like my surroundings well controlled. My inability to find that document drove me crazy. I finally called someone who assisted me! Thank God.
Without boring my readers, I was working through authorizations , etc with my health needs. This alone can drive anyone nuts.
Surgery again tomorrow and another overnight stay is enough to think about, but my mind has trouble staying focused at times. I do not care if I am labeled with a monkey on my back. Maybe the monkey gets the attention for a cause that may be way worse in others than my case.
Simply spoken, “Mom, we don’t need that chair. I can stand.” My son is thoughtful.
The chair was not in use, but I respected my son’s wishes. The best part of me I can say with quiet certainty are my sons.
I just had a wonderful trip to the southeast where my son is attending an amazing university. I decided to visit and ‘pick’ my son up. This was to spend time with him before flying to our home in Seattle.
It was a great adventure capturing the sights ( birds duh!) and sounds as noted in the photography on this post.
I am learning life is not all about fast pace as I once thought. The quiet moments speak to me more and more. This past week I attended a memorial for a friend from my nursing days here in Alabama. Her life was one of simplicity, the love of nature, and putting others above herself. She served through her church in her later years after retiring with 40 years as an RN. We could learn a lot from this lifestyle. As I met her great grandsons, I knew right away with their respectful mannerisms–the best part of her was still here on this earth. I bet she would have agreed.
Photos by Alesiablogs in the great state of Alabama.