I was paroled from lock up on Monday the 7th after 12 long days. It seems that every time I’m on the ride back home from the hospital that I notice all sorts of new things along the way. This time it was road construction. The Smokey Mountains are never a new view to me but the drive from the hospital to our house has one of the best views of the mountains and I am always in awe of them. Never fails, it’s my favorite drive with the best view. It’s home to me. (more…)
CF Happens
Sometimes in life CF (Cystic Fibrosis) happens…pun intended
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Day 11 brings nothing but more homesickness. It’s become a nightly and intermittent daytime activity for me to cry at some point depending not the situation or even one single word that is said. It is so hard to miss those you love when they are only 20-25 minutes down the road. I looked out my hospital window this evening watching the cars driving on the highway when I began to tear up, as seems to be par for the course lately. I immediately picked up my phone and FaceTimed the love of my life and my rock and began sobbing and attempting to tell him how much I missed him, our son, the furry boys, home in general. I told him as I have multiple times how sad I was, that I didn’t know if I could do it anymore, as in how much longer I can stay here in lock up and not break down even more than I already have. (more…)
CF Happens 