I changed my bed sheets tonight. I tried to time the process, but forgot to check the end time. To my best estimation, I accomplished the whole project in just under half an hour though! Slow, but progress. I think my first solo attempt was something like 4 hours, right?
|I love this dress. Probably could never afford it, but a girl can dream, right? I couldn't wear the heals and I would want my butterfly wings to be in blues, greens and purples, but love the concept!|
So, I have now officially thrown up (exploded violently) at one Christmas dinner table and following a birthday celebration for Rick and two different anniversary dinners, all in the past 3 1/2 years. frown emoticon(Then there were all the times at the hospital too. I try not to think of all that, but times like this bring all the ugly memories crashing in upon my heart!) I'm thankful that we managed to make it out of the restaurant yesterday afternoon, but Rick had only backed the car out of the parking spot and we hadn't even pulled out of the parking lot yet, before, without warning, I SPEWED all over his parent's nice car, he was borrowing to take me out, him and drenched myself.
I guess special celebrations - the richness and/or amount of food, the sounds, all that movement from so many people around, keeping up with a prolonged/focused single conversation while try to block out all others around me, the lights, the excitement, so many forms of stimulation at once - is just more than my neuro system can handle. frown emoticon I try to remind myself that, compared to being Locked In my own body, as a brain stem stroke survivor should be, I have so little to complain of, so very much to be thankful about! Sometimes this journey is really, really hard, even still...
|I'm not sure I'm really brave enough to pray such a prayer!|
Still, I am convinced, God is good, all the time.