Tons going on and tons to process.
I dont feel like I've ever really regrouped since my hospital stay in May... probably because I'm not officially "recovered" or cleared by a doctor, so that weighs on my mind a lot. The what-if's and potential surgery is a huge fear. I need to schedule my follow-up scan (due this month), but the thought of drinking one more ounce of barium... well.. the thought makes ill. I drank so much of that stuff from April-July that I was probably glowing (remember that kid from Sky High?? - yeah that's probably me.. LOL)...
J headed back to school - senior year. Huge sigh. Heavy heart. I've been battling the educational system for so long - I'm just tired. But I realized in August, as classes kicked back into gear, that this is not the time to slow down or stop fighting. This kid is not prepared - so it's back to battling special education processes that really don't exist in any comprehendable format - arguing with overworked and understaffed teachers about classes and why no solid academics in a senior year just doesn't make sense. What post-graduation life will hold for this kid, I have no idea. Prayers right now are for direction for me, for him, and for something to click...
So I've been quiet as there's just been a lot to process and figure out the past few months.
