My name is Shanna. Remember me?
I’m the crazy mom, no real grasp on life, but people think I do, 3 little toddlers who are 1, 2 and 3 (soon to be 2, 3, 4 in the coming months…).
Did that jog your memory at all??
I’m sorry to have been gone so long. Not a very nice friend and certainly not very professional of me.
I had a reason though.
It starts back the Monday after Thanksgiving…well actually it starts back last August. My sweet dad had a minor accident while out riding horses and gathering cattle with friends. It caused him to have some bleeding in his brain. After a short hospital stay, everything seemed to be healing, and while it would be painful, should resolve in a full recovery over the weeks to follow.
Yea, not so much.
You know when you get a scab on your knee, and it breaks open. Then the wound starts to bleed all over again? Yea. Something like that happened.
So the Monday after Thanksgiving our family waited anxiously to hear what Dad’s doctor had to say. Later that afternoon, he was admitted back to the hospital and scheduled for brain surgery the following day.
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The surgery involved making an incision almost from ear to ear over the top of his head, peeling down the top half of his forehead/face, and inserting tubes to drain the blood and relieve the pressure that was causing his motor functions to slow and fail. (OK, that is just a little nerve racking!!)
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My mom and I waited at the hospital the next evening, and were relieved to hear he had pulled through well and would be in ICU for a couple days, and home soon after.
Not so much.
Unfortunately, the next few days brought on scary seizure moments, and more blood to drain than first anticipated. 9 days later my sweet Dad, was allowed to go home. Being the super trooper he is, he jumped right back into life, and most wouldn’t even know he had had brain surgery! Thankfully for the season, he walked around most days wearing a Santa hat :-) Gotta love him! We were all able to enjoy the holiday season together with barely a hiccup.
All that to say that a family event like that shakes you up a little. Silly as it seems, it was like watching Grey’s Anatomy. Except the patient goes in for a routine procedure, and the next thing you know they’re dead on the operating table. It’s the unknown and the “what if” that makes it so scary. (Well that and the whole face peeling thing…)
So December became about family for me. My own little family, my bigger family, and the holidays. I had absolutely nothing to give on the blog, because my brain was fully engrossed in life and our family, and enjoying each day. Life is short, WAAAY too short sometimes you just never know what might happen. My family is far and beyond my MOST FAVORITE THING in the WHOLE WORLD! And I’m so thankful to have them ALL here and so close to me.
But I’m back, and ready to post again. Thank you so much for your patience, and for understanding that my family will always be first in my life. Let’s start enjoying the New Year and find some fun, new FAVORITES!