I am truly blessed with all the food that has been brought over for my family. Between my church and the kindergarten moms, I don't have to cook for the next 2 weeks.
And if they keep bringing food like they have for the last few days, I may wind up weighing 500 pounds. Well, probably not, but as my husband pointed out, he might. God bless my metabolism. My weight is still the same, I think I've been working it off pacing hospital halls. Either weigh, gain or lose 2- 3 pounds, guess what? WOW, so don't give a shit. At. All. I will swing a KB again and go on a walk again, just not right now. There is a lot going on, and I have not slept well since we found out. My family is my absolute #1 priority, and if you are so vapid and vain to think that is unreasonable or somehow weird, then you are an asshole with a black lump of coal where your heart should be, and you can kind of fuck off.
I don't know how much I'll be posting here, I'm writing most of my blogs at my Dad's caring bridge site - but I warn you, I am Debbie Downer over there. But that's most likely where you'll find me.
Oh! And I think one of my mom's friends found my blog! Oops! Sorry, Karen, you should probably know that I swear a LOT here. Please don't hate me!