I miss my sewing machine and fabric!!!! We've been apart over three months, but I am teaching myself something new...tatting...So my hands are still busy.
April 11th, I had signs of Cellulitis infection...My leg was hot, red and my fever was 103. Off to the hospital via 9-1-1....and as the tests started coming back, I was sicker than I thought...anemic, very malnourished, A-fib was out of control, kidneys were shutting down, heart rate was in the high 100's, and the list…Continue
Even as we age and get older, I think we tend to look forward to our birthdays - wether we admit it or not. We hope that we will be fondly remembered by family and friends alike.
This year has been especially difficult because it also signified the first anniversary of Wayne's death. He was the positive in my life and I miss all the goofy surprises he would bestow on me.
Last Friday the dining room staff pinned a corsage on me, a few residents wished me a…Continue
Both my parents died in November 2011, within 18 days of each other. While I was going through that grief my quilting took a major hit. Instead I started reading all the books on my shelves. Then about six months later I sat down at my machine one day and within a week had another queen sized quilt top completed.
All of 2012, Wayne and I were looking for a new house with an open floor plan. The incurable disease in my legs were making it very difficult to get around and…Continue
It has been seventeen months since I left my house and so much has happened.
There were the three months in transitional care, trying to 're-learning to stand and walk...which never really happened.
After Wayne died in April 2013, I didn't come up for air until about September. Had I not been so lost in grief I could have moved long ago.
As I think back, I only needed assistance for the first twelve days that I resided in Assisted living. If I…Continue
It's been over 2 months that Wayne slipped away in his sleep....the pain is so deep that sometimes I just want to curl up and die.
Wayne's family agreed that each of us would get back what we had given him. I didn't want duplicate household appliances, tools, or gardening items and gave a list to his sister of who might like some of these items.
All I wanted were the quilts I made him over the 37 years we were part of each others lives. I thought all was…Continue