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I leave for Kansas on Wednesday. I can't wait to see Jason. It's been almost 3 weeks but it feels longer. The flight is short (thank GOD) especially since I can't take my "flying medicine"... the lovely little pill that allows me to actually get to the airport, get on the plane and not hyperventilate and freak out the poor person who has to sit next to me. However, the reason I can't take the medicine is because we're trying to start a family, so when the plane takes off I'll try to think about baby names and nursery decorations. In the meantime, Samson (the only baby we currently have) has seen the suitcase come out and is less than happy. Poor thing. He hates it when I pull out a suitcase. And he misses Jason. The tone in my voice must change when I'm on the phone with Jason because Sam will paw at me until I put Jason on speaker phone. Jason, GOD love him, then talks to Sam and Sam rolls around on the phone. It's actually pretty funny...sad, but funny. I'm looking forward to spending some real time in Overland Park. When we went to Kansas the first time (my first time) we spent more time driving to Nebraska for a football game...which we watched in the rain (don't ask...I think I was a very good sport about the whole thing). We also drove past lots of corn fields. They're not called Cornhuskers for nothin'. The campus was beautiful, even in the rain. Jason said he's made big plans for the weekend and a surprise on Friday. I'm excited. I love surprises...OK...good surprises...planned surprises. (Bad surprises would include waking up with a pimple, realizing TIVO didn't record some important reality TV show and stepping on the scale to find you've gained two pounds) Jason's not very good at keeping secrets or keeping surprises a surprise (and that's putting it mildly), so every conversation starts with "Guess what we're doing on Friday?" Honey, I'm not guessing.
had to think about not being able to financally provide for myself until now. My back surgery was successfully performed on May 16th. My doctors were great and my mom came up to provide some at home nursing care. My husband was working out of town at the time so my mom and I were able to spend some great quality time together. Thus far I've been able to receive disability from my employer, however, at my follow up doctor's appointment I found out that in addition to the month I've already been unable to work, I will not be released to work for at least another two months. While I am happy to have a doctor who wants to make sure I have the recovery time I need, I am concerned about having a job to return to when all is said and done. Can I get fired for needing to take disability? Can they stop paying my disability? How much is COBRA insurance? Can I afford it? This is the first time in my life where I wouldn't be able to just go out to get any ole job to pay the bills until the "right" thing comes along. I have not ever been in a situation where I couldn't physically get up and go seek employment. It's given me some fresh insight into those who can't do for themselves. The real heros are those who are wheelchair bound who can't do for themselves, the blind folks who venture outside everyday into a world they can only see thorough sound and touch, the disabled who literally have to depend on others in every aspect of their lives. The thought of this overwhelmes me and has me counting my blessings over and over again.
It looks like I may have escaped the need for back surgery for the last time. This past Thursday I met with a neurosurgeon who said that the problem with my back will not heal itself and that, unless I want to wrestle with this for the rest of my life, surgery is my only option. I may have the opportunity to have a "less invasive" laproscopic surgery, but I won't know about that until I meet with another neurosurgeon on May 10th. Until then I'm laid up in bed wondering what all this means. Here I am in the middle of my internship and "trying" to get pregnant and surgery may mean starting from square one with both. On the other hand I am thanking GOD for my many blessings and praying that I will have a quick recovery.
It's storming here in Nashville. Fortunately the tornados have missed us thus far. Some of the surrounding areas haven't been so lucky. My husband and Samson are napping through the storm, thunder, lightning and all. I'ts amazing, Samson can sleep through a storm, but lord knows if I open the refridgerator or a kitchen cabinet he's right there beside me. Meanwhile, I'm sitting here trying to figure out this whole blog thing, waiting for the power to come back on.
It's past my bed time, but my best friend Ramsey created a blog and now I have to copy her and make one myself....only problem is that she knows what she's doing and I have no clue. So this is my first blog, and it's too late for me to make any real sense. At this point I'm just happy I found the right web site. Maybe I can get more accomplished tomorrow after a decent (cross your fingers) nights sleep.
one of my favorite pictures from our wedding. It was taken after the ceremony, while our reception was taking place. The photographer called us outside to take a final few pictures before she headed out. We were married at a beautiful historical hotel in Nashville called the Union Station. It was an old train depot in it's former life, and someone did a wonderful job renovating it. In fact, they recently renovated the hotel again. Anyway...We were married in the lobby in front of a massive fireplace. The reception was held in a small "ballroom" with the most beautiful arched stained glass windows. We had a very small ceremony, mostly family with very few friends. We were married at 12:30 PM on Saturday, October 30th. My thought was that if we were married near a holiday my husband might not forget our anniversary :) It was only a few hours after the ceremony that this picture was taken, but we were both exhausted. Happy, but tired. I had no idea how emotionally draining the day would be. The day flew by and now I understand why everyone said that we should have the ceremony and reception video taped, because I remember very little about the big day. Fortunately my dad's cousin and my brother caught most of the day on a hand held recorder. We had a company called Hatch Show Print make our invitations. Hatch is the oldest letter press company in the U.S. I couldn't have asked for more incredible invitations. A Village of Flowers did the flower arrangements. Melissa was awesome at taking the center piece idea I had in my head and actually putting it on the table. Jason and I are both freaks about cheesecake and we found a baker who made us a unique wedding/cheesecake. I also found a wedding themed snowglobe (I still collect) to decorate the cake table. I hope our guests had as much fun as we did. We so appreciated those out of town family and friends who were able to travel in to share the weekend with us.
