Illness and the Little Things: Going back home

Illness and the Little Things: Going back home: As I look back at my life and think of what my plans were at age 19 the plan I am about to make never crossed my mind. After months of deb...

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MIRACLES DO EXIST

Well now that the people who needed to know personally from me know the big miracle unfolding, I can tell the rest of the world. This coming Monday morning I will be having an outpatient surgery on my left rib. The 7th rib to be exact. Here I will try to answer any questions that people might ask about it. I am still in shock but feel very humbled by how everything went down. As we all know, last Wednesday I posted my pity post of frustration. Nothing was going right at that point. I just needed a day or two to vent, be sad, frustrated, and what not. That evening I had gotten the CT Scan done. I was told that the surgeon would call me with the results the next day. Let me remind you that I was fully prepared for the following: The scan would not show anything, the next step would be to kill the nerve around the rib, that experiment would fail, and I would be left with nothing. Even during the meeting with the surgeon, he said if the CT Scan showed something he would maybe c

Hello world, I'm still here thanks to the moments before I started to be sick.

Moving into my new place on campus. SUU Over the past few weeks, I have spent my nights of no sleep watching an old TV show called "GREEK". It's a show about sororities and fraternities in College. Not all that great, but it got me thinking. It even made me cry. It was all because I was remembering my life before I got to this moment. I miss it. And I miss the people who have moved on. After High School, I went Southern Utah University. It was amazing there. I lived in a crappy, extremely old building on campus called Manzanita. I lived with 4 other girls with 1 bathroom, no dishwasher, the whole building shared a small TV, and my first ever coin operated laundry experience. I met the most wonderful people there. It really was a glorious experience. I dated a lot. It would annoy some of my roommates because I had a boyfriend at the time who was serving a mission. His name was Cameron and even though I dated a lot, I looked forward to his letters, email

People's Ignorance

With my health being in the state it’s at I’ve come to notice the ignorance of so many people and places. On the days that I do venture out, I use my handicap pass for parking. I’ve noticed the extreme limited amount of handicap parking spaces. At the University Mall, with all its parking, there are only 4 every few rows on the south side. Which, I’ll admit, before I really needed use of the space I never cared nor wondered if there were enough handicap parking spaces wherever I went. One day, I decided to “walk” around the mall for a minute. I had just been to the movies next door. A really sweet older man offered to help me down the few steps from the theater room. Not knowing that you can’t touch my left side, that I had just fallen down the stairs the week before, and that stairs in general are painful. He sort of just dragged me down them roughly. Not helpful, but he didn’t know. That incident had already made things tough and the pain and exhaustion was se

Illness and the Little Things

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