Okay . . . so for anyone who has been suffering the wait with me in my recent blog posts, for my husband's MRI results . . . here's the latest.
Last night we were STILL waiting for the results from this past Tuesday's MRI of my husband's left knee. We were pretty sure the results were going to be good news, as it was taking so long to get them; but one never knows, does one? We've had it go both ways…
Not too sure if anyone out there even reads half of what I post but writing a journal-like record of my thoughts and experiences is my form of “therapy”, I suppose. I’d like to think the things I’ve posted since my husband was diagnosed in 2018 have helped others more than it has irritated. This site has helped me work through so much and I bless the day I stumbled onto it. So thank you to those who have reached out to…
I love pictures. The paper ones, mostly . . . the kind that end up in photo albums or in frames that you place in strategic places around the house, on walls or on coffee tables, so they catch your eye as you glance over at them while on your way to the kitchen or to relax in a quiet room. The electronic ones, stored on a computer or on a phone, are nice but give me the printed versions, any day, so I can stand at eye…
