Well, it was definately a Friday the 13th for me. It was actually the first time in my life I have ever been to the emergency room for myself. Thank you all for your love and concern for me. I am going to be alright as soon as I can talk your dad into letting me have major surgery. I think Truly was the most traumatized by the whole event. (Details will NOT be forthcoming)!
Just a note to the family: Devon deserves lots of praise for excessive bravery. He told us at Family Home Evening that our family does not communicate, and he wants to see a change. He would like to see us be more open with each other and be willing to share feelings: hopes, dreams, happy events as well as our sorrows and dissappointments. He feels that he is often left out because he is the youngest, and no one ever calls him for advice or help in times of need. His challenge to the family is to take a deep breath and say the things that need to be said to each other!
What do you all think?????
Lots of Love,
MOM
Friday, July 13, 2007
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Basically, Mom scared the crap out of me. But she is OK, and trending better. At least now she is likely to get the help she needs for more permanent resolution of a nagging problem. What's funny, though, is that Truly had just done her hair and makeup for her beauty school project, so when I got to the ER and went in her room she was lying there looking (seriously) like a beauty queeen or something. VERY odd seeing someone looking that good in a hospital bed!!!
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