Surgery

My Tribe

My Tribe

It’s been one week today since my surgery with Dr. Lettieri. He has text me several times–people may think that is weird getting text messages from your surgeon, and maybe it is a little. I don’t believe he has the time or capacity to do […]

Are You a Friend?

Are You a Friend?

The past few month’s I’ve had to make some decisions, hard but freeing decisions. During my recovery I’ve had time to myself the silence has been cleansing. I’ve been pondering friends, who they are, and how to define them.  These are my thoughts, ‘Good friends’ […]

Surgery 41

Surgery 41

Eric and I drove early Thursday morning to Maricopa Hospital.  My anxiety level was pretty high until Dr. Lettieri showed up. He’s always so reassuring, comforting and confident.  Dr. Lettieri is a genius in his field, he travels around the world teaching new cutting edge […]

Night Terrors

Night Terrors

The last few nights I have been waking up with horrible nightmares.  I will be going into surgery on Thursday next week, and I am terrified of waking up during surgery.  That last surgery seriously gave me PTSD even more than I already had it.  […]

My Name Is Hope

My Name Is Hope

  Unfortunelty I did not get to go to Porte Jaune Paris yesterday. Eric and I arrived at The Mayo Clinic on time, checked in and soon they called me back. While I prepared myself to be sedated and enjoy a nice bike ride through my favorite […]

Porte Jaune Here I Come

Porte Jaune Here I Come

Tomorrow I enter Mayo Clinic surgery center, close my eyes and go to my happy place, Porte Jaune Paris.  This surgery is going to be regenerating some of my own tissue from bone marrow into my hip, hopefully alleviating pain and giving me more mobility. It’s […]

Do I have the strength to endure?

Do I have the strength to endure?

This has been such a rough week for me. I am definitely being tested. Tonight when Eric got home from work I told him I need to get out, so we went for a ride, I am feeling weak and depressed. I don’t want to […]

Trying to Cope

Trying to Cope

I spent the night in the hospital Monday night and came home on Tuesday. The drugs take a tole on my body, I am not used to not having full control so it makes me nervous. I do believe that I have the best husband […]

Home is where my heart will always be

Home is where my heart will always be

I wanted so badly to journal while I was in the hospital but I was pretty out of it and feared that I would write something that did not reflect my true emotions or feelings. Tuesday we got to to the Mayo checked in at […]

Becareful what you wish for…

Becareful what you wish for…

Those of you who know me well, know that I can be quite a jokester. Growing up I never had any boobs, and I don’t remember really wishing that I had them either, I think I was good with what I was given. Then after […]