I've often said I want to write a book about my life in the sandwich generation, but I'm too busy living it. Thus, faithful readers, has been my plight recently as I've tried, without much luck, to keep my blogspot current.
In between babysitting two precious grandchildren about 4 days a week and helping my mom get around (she's just past her first anniversary of widowhood and suffering from macular degeneration), and all the other normal things we do in life, I've had two surgeries on my arm recently.
Well, it was supposed to be ONE surgery...I thought I was just having a small cyst removed from the crook of my right arm. So, extremely annoyed with this little life interruption, I had the procedure done and thought that was the end of it. Much to my surprise, when I went for the follow-up appointment, three white coats entered the room and advised me that the biopsy showed they needed to go back in and remove more tissue. (Groan)
The second time I had a general anesthesia so I had a chance to get a good "nap"! Today I go for the follow-up, and I'm fully expecting a good lab report so I can get back to my life between the buns, and sharing some of it with you. I'm very much looking forward to deepening my blogger friendships as well. Thanks for bearing with me!
"This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it!" Psalm 118:24