Trying to get back to life as "normal" so I figured I'd show up again here today. I've had no sense of time or dates for the past two weeks and I'm constantly looking at the calendar to remind myself what the heck day or month it is. It seems nothing has been routine or normal in April but hopefully that's coming soon!
My sister and niece were in town for a week surrounding my Papaw's funeral. While it was a sad reason to visit, Jared and I were able to spend a lot of quality time with them and with my parents which is what we all needed, I think. Nothing like a rambunctious two-year-old to make us laugh all weekend or countless rounds of games to help us relax and enjoy our time together. It was nice to put away the phones, the computers and just spend those quality hours being a family. I highly recommend Blokus and Rack-O if you don't have them already. Even though my mom's Rack-O edition is from 1966 (seriously) they still sell it on Amazon!
The other not so great news that I have to share today is that my hip pain was worse than just a pulled muscle or sore joint after a half-marathon. After 3 doctor's appointments, x-rays and an MRI it's official: I've got a stress fracture in my hip. A stress fracture means 6 weeks on crutches and no activity. That also means no Chicago trip... wah! I'm only on day #5 and already hating these crutches so much. I'm not a very good patient, but I'm trying to learn to let other people do stuff for me at work and home when I need the help. The good news is that if I do this and rest, I won't need surgery. And no one here wants surgery!
|You're welcome for these glamorous shots. #OOTD on the left, am I right?! ;)|
This month has been so very tough on me and continues to be that way. Typically April is my favorite month of the year, but that's been far from the truth in 2015. I'd like to ask for your prayers and thoughts and support while I'm in this "funk" of mine- this weird, muddled stage of life. I don't even know what to call it, but I know that I'm fighting my way through the tough stuff one small step (or crutch?) at a time. It's been hard to find the positives lately, but I know they will come in time. Thanks for sticking with me and my blog through the good and the bad. Thanks for all the cards, emails, flowers and love from everyone! It means more than I can describe!