Tonight's picture was taken in May of 2009. This was what a typical physical therapy session looked like for Mattie. We were in the middle of the pediatric unit hallway, and as you can see, we took up the entire space. Down the hallway, you will see a walker and wheelchair. Both belonged to Mattie. Mattie did not want to use his walker, but instead employed me as the human walker. Honestly I did whatever it took to get Mattie up, moving, and engaged.
Quote of the day: And they can’t understand, what hurts more—missing the other person, or pretending not to. ~ Khadija Rupa
It was another day of juggling a thousand things. In addition to being the jack of all trades, I am learning the art of accounting. Truly I don't get one day of peace, as I am constantly doing tasks, working through crises, and tonight, when I was about to try to unwind, I received a bill in my inbox about my Prolia injection. When I saw the bill, I flipped out. The infusion center quoted me a price of $275. However, the bill is for close to $2,000. Honestly things just keep piling up on me and I truly ask.... how much can one person take?
It is 9pm, and all I can say is God give me strength. May this heavy weight of my life lighten in time. I would even settle for a glimmer of hope, of which right now I see nothing positive. I am reading a book that I mentioned last night that discusses the importance of seeing three positive things in one's day. I am going back to basics, as I am thankful for my health, I am thankful for roses, and hummingbirds.
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