The Last Seven Months

have been a financial, emotional and physical struggle here.  On my birthday, November 2014, our youngest daughter was in a car wreck through no fault of hers.  The other involved party had no insurance and in a lax moment to save money the daughter did not tick uninsured motorists on her policy trying to save money.  Bare bones liability was all she had.

Between doctor's visits and surgeries we kept her and her six year old son here. We shuttled Z back and forth to school the rest of the school year.  There was no other option.

We got on each other's nerves, she would have kicked me a few times if she had two good feet, we had crying jags, we had a few fits and pouts and a few items were slammed down strongly but we got through.  I will be grateful to have my art sewing room back and Andrew will be glad he can leave his door open again.  There are too many things to list of why her father and I are glad but we are very grateful.  All of us thought this day might never come.  Praise God, it did.

After breaking her talus bone in her foot and a collective two weeks in the hospital, nine surgeries later and an extreme bout of infection, she is limping with out a walker, no wheel chair and no cane. Hallelujah!

We have found a inexpensive car to replace her lost one.  They placed her on "medical leave" so she still has a job to return to and things are looking rosier for all concerned. She is temporarily in her home and the stress level for all of us has dropped about 99%.

There are a few wrinkles to iron out but there are celebrations, too. After this Monday which includes a trip to Z's specialist for his ears and a round of stops to insurance, tax office, and revenue office we can officially kick her out and she will be legal to drive...and hopefully be able to work.

We were all blessed but we didn't realize it while squeezed in the middle of all the distress generated by such a situation.  I do know these setbacks were far better than planning a funeral.

I think we're all gonna enjoy this change.

Donations of cash and Valium can be sent to...teasing!

Update to update:  She is home again for Z's appointment tomorrow (I had that wrong!).  Her foot is still infected. Although she can walk, she has other issues that have arisen.  Insurance says six days were too long for her last admission and has refused to pay the bill...said it could have been done in four days!  Work wants her at 100 percent when she returns.

Lord, please bless us some more soon.  Amen.

This N That

We are the Red Cross

the soup kitchen

and transport

One can't walk

one's heating aching joints

the other shuts down

Those still standing

try to make it better

hoping "Normal"

is closer than it was

We've had freezing rain and cold temps but nothing we couldn't deal with (and I'm frantically searching my mind how to NOT end this sentence with a preposition. Some lessons never leave.  I guess it's okay now.  I hear people saying "Want to go with?"  With what???  Don't leave me hanging.) 

The after care and day care station is still open.  A visit later today to see how the skin grafts are taking.  I'm glad we can help but we are tired. It is straining on the pocket book and every one's patience.  No one can help the situation.  We must muddle through with as much good grace as we can muster. Eight days from our second month with at least four months to go...and eight days.

Poor Bonnie had to return to the vet after her surgery. In a few short days she dropped from 83.5 pounds to a terrible sixty pounds.  She has come back strong and nearing her original weight.  That "free" puppy now has an invested value of $489.17.

Marcy was transported to the hospital one day but I brought her home with me.

I am crocheting in all my FREE time and trying to read The Secret by Rhonda Byrne. Apparently I am at fault and "attract" this chaos.  I must find out the "secret" to ending that attraction. This was a book I chose at Salvation Army just because the cover was pretty.  Won't do that again unless I need the cover for a project.

So here I am being non creative, dull and boring.

May your best dreams come true this week.