Walk-a-rific day

Philippians 4: 11-13

"I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength."

Today was yet another day where my middle-of-the-night shenanigans caused me to sleep until 12:30 PM. This whole "I don't sleep when normal people do" thing has to stop. For example, it's almost 1 AM and I'm choosing to update a blog. Regardless, here was how my day progressed.


I woke up to some delicious lunch brought home by my father. Wibs BBQ! Anyone reading this from Jackson understands my excitement. I had a combination sandwich while poor Macie sat in her cage next to me drooling. I made sure to save some bread and meat so she could have a snack. I haven't had Wibs since before new years, so it was a treat. Other stops on my list of Jackson eating establishments? Golden Gate, El Torero, etc. Basically, I ate a yummy lunch.


One of my great friends Amber called and said she was off work for the day. She wanted to know if I wanted any company. At the time she called I was not in the best of moods, so I told her I'd let her know. Before she could come over, I had to take a shower. Before I could take a shower, my dad had to install a new shower head downstairs. Before he could do that, he had to stop by Mom's friends house to grab a shower seat so I don't have to stand while showering. My dad drove all over the Cape and Jackson area just to help me take a shower. Heck of a guy, huh? My mom, on the other hand, was stuck here listening to me complain about my aches and pains. Both deserve a vacation to a far away place once I'm healed.


With my fancy new shower seat that I hadn't planned on using before the age of 80, I was able to sit down and release some of the stress on my back. Dad got a shower head that detaches so I can use it however I'd like, as opposed to one that sprays in the same direction the entire time. Long story short, I took a shower. Mom pulled off some more of my steri strips (tiny bandages that cover my incision). When I had gotten out, Mom helped me comb through my oh so tangly hair. I changed into some fresh new clothes and got ready for Amber.


She was nice enough to stop by Popeyes and bring over some dinner for us. We sat in the family room and ate those biscuits and chicken like there was no tomorrow. I don't remember ever eating their food before, and I was pleasantly surprised. After dinner, Mom made us some jello parfaits. Unfortunately, one fell over just in time for Macie (my chocolate lab) to eat it. Dad had her on a leash and I asked to get in bed with the rails up so I could pet her. Before he knew it and could restrain her, she jumped up on the foot of my bed. Thankfully, my knees were bent upwards and I was not hurt in any way. Scared a bit, yes. My big old humane society baby could do some serious damage if she were to be too close to me in my current condition.


Amber and I looked through some pictures, watched some TV, and she straightened my hair. It's so strange how little things can make you feel so much better. Amber is an amazing friend who definitely made my day. She is so uplifting and positive, while being hilarious all at the same time. She lifted my spirits so much that when she left, I did my usual walk around the house routine for an hour listening to Nsync and Michael Jackson. Perhaps that's why my hips are so sore right now...


It's time I get to bed. I'm getting nauseous and want to fall asleep before it hits me too hard. Sleep well everyone. :)


PS - It's been three weeks since my surgery. Woohoo! Feels like forever, but I know time will pass and I will look back on this experience fondly. I may be a wee bit excited about getting to that point. :p