It has been multiple years since I spent four months in the hospital, and nursing home. That sparked many changes, and I am still regrouping and rebuilding. "...give us serenity to accept the things we cannot change..." being the current goal. I have left my five acres, where I wanted my ashes to enrich the soil. I will probably never get to raise poultry again. I will never get to work at the job that I fell in to, willy-nilly, but that I loved. My brain was mildly impacted by the incidents surrounding the foot infection and surgery. My brain is currently impacted by the pain killers I am on.
I still live with my partner of many years. I still share my living space with four-footed furries. I still have some dirt to dig in, and places to grow plants. I still get to visit and play with my daughter and granddaughters. I have a part scholorship to the YMCA, and am in the water five days a week, getting stronger. I will be able to have my hip replaced next winter. I hopefully will be able to be back on my bicycle next summer, bicycling with grandaughters.
I want to start writing again. I dislike writing by hand, and do much better with a computer. Easier to change and correct. Will writing with one finger on a tpuch screen be adequate? I don't know.
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