The marathon of recovery

The marathon of recovery 1

“If we did all the things we are capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves.”–Thomas EdisonThis isn’t an ode to Father’s Day post. I have issues with Father’s Day. I have issues with fathers. I plain have issues. But I digress. As I think I’ve mentioned in other posts, I’m training for a marathon. […]

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Growing up

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I tried on a new me today. As I mentioned in my previous post, Lost and Found, I had plans today to put on my grownup, big girl shorts and attitude and drive my fraidy-cat self to down-town Atlanta for a practice run for the Peachtree Road Race. And I did it! I woke up […]

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Lost and found

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I’m finding my Husband again. Today was his fourth treatment of ECT (of which I will speak more in a later post), his second bi-lateral shock, and I think I’m starting to see results in him. He is less withdrawn, more engaged, and literally there seems to be a light coming back into his eyes. […]

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Changing my outlook on change

For some of us it’s pretty uncomfortable. For me, it’s down-right painful. But to grow in life and to change, unpleasant situations are necessary. I remember for Spring semester an assignment Professor had given the class that was met with profound and immeasurable moans and groans. We were to complete an extensive amount of writing […]

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No more Groundhog Day

It started out a bitter day. Up at 5:30 to take Husband to ECT treatments. I’ve discovered I’m ill-equipped to be his nurse. Husband’s being ill brings out the child in me. Perhaps it was from years of playing mother and nurse to the birth mother. I was her caregiver, not the other way around. […]

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