It's been a few months since I last blogged. Bet you all thought I was done with this writing thing, huh? The truth of the matter is that I've had both nothing and everything to blog about, which leads me to...avoid blogging altogether. I wanted to craft a post on how miserable catching Covid was [...]
I made it almost 41 years without ever needing surgery. (Wisdom teeth don't count in my book.) So imagine my surprise when I needed it in the midst of a viral pandemic. Right after 10 y.o. broke her arm, needed surgery, and recovered, my foot decided to stop responding to the steroid injections I'd been [...]
If you’ve been following me for a while, odds are good that you know the health crisis we’ve been through over the last year as my husband faced a scary pancreatic cancer diagnosis last spring. The kind of diagnosis you’re not supposed to get at 43. It was awful. It was traumatic. And until this [...]
It’s Saturday. More specifically, it’s the Saturday after Thanksgiving. I’m supposed to be happy. We are full-fledged into the Christmas season. I should be baking Christmas cookies (and eating half of them) while my husband strings the lights outside and I watch from the warmth of our living room. The kids should be bouncing off [...]
Egads, has it really been over three weeks since my last blog post? How does time slip away so quickly? (Also, who actually says egads?) Oh, let me count the ways… We had more hospital time recently. After his initial surgery, my husband ended up with an infection which necessitated a drain. “Drains are great [...]
I watched the sunrise with my best friend yesterday. From the thirteenth floor, caged balcony of a Philadelphia hospital, we braved the early morning chill and watched the sun slowly bathe the buildings around us in a golden glow that made even Philadelphia look almost serene. (Almost.) A Bryce Canyon sunrise, it was not, but [...]
It should be me. That’s all I can think as I sit in this hospital room, watching my husband snore softly as he recovers from an invasive surgery that left him with no spleen, no gallbladder, lost lymph nodes, and half a pancreas. Why would I think this? Because I’m the one who always imagines [...]
L. Ryan Storms 