Very strange, I haven't been able to log in at work. I guess security is tight.
Not much new going on. Had a great weekend with friends. Began PT last week. It's going well and I am mostly doing my exercises. I rode the bike for 5 minutes and that was exciting. Saw my IC for the first time since this happened. Got some feelings off my chest.
I am struggling, That's no lie. I am overwhelmed with lots to handle on my own.
I dropped D9 off at her dad's today and I had to pee, so I went inside. His mother was there and she asked if D9 gave me my "special gift". She hadn't yet, so she handed it to me. It was a crystal bell that had a butterfly handle and said "1979 Happy Mother's Day" She thought I was born in 1979, I wasn't going to tell her I wasn't but exH did. I told her I loved the gift and that I was touched she remembered how much I loved butterflies. I really was.
I decided I am going to ask permission to have a dog. D9 has been begging and begging and begging. We are pug lovers. I think it is something this home needs. I know we are a little family her and I, but I think we both realize a little something is missing with the presence of FF being gone. For both of us, it was something that we needed in our lives and we lost it. I think having a dog is just what our little family needs to bring a little added joy, cuddles, and kisses. I pray the landlord lets us and we will adopt a pug when I recover from surgery.
Oh, and ellie, I have been doing upper body work and abs when I get a chance. It makes me feel like I am doing SOMETHING. I just don't feel so attractive lately. I figure in my recovery I'll go get my hair done. It's way too gray right now and I wanted to try that ballyage. I need to get my mojo back.
