Category Archives: lifestyle

lifestyle simply means a look into my life and my style as a wife, mom, and hobby photographer.

the mad attacking rabbit hole

Standard

The Doctor asks me “So how did this happen?” I explain I had just been walking laps around my two acre yard, trying to get some exercise, lost my balance in a shallow hole and fell over. Snap crackle pop my bones were broken. He says “that’s it? that’s all you can come up with?” I say okay sure, yeah a rabbit attacked me, tried to eat my head off. He laughs, we talk about Monty Python and the exam continues, the surgery scheduled.
11252551_10206266444832910_7937447956928058571_o
That’s the initial X’ray. I had a splint put on and was told I could have surgery right away with the local orthopedic surgeon, get a second opinion or seek out a “sub specialist” who’s “thing” is ankles and feet. I chose option three. For that I got to wait a solid two weeks before the actual surgery. Doctors like to take vacations after all. August 14 was my scheduled day. 1pm my scheduled time. I think I was actually started on around 4pm but that was okay with me. Good drugs can do that, make things okay that aren’t really, or make you not stress when otherwise you might. Last thing I remember was the plastic gas mask and “breath deep, breath deep.”
Two plates and eleven screws later and I was waking up. I remember asking how long did it take and had my husband been told that I was awake yet. I was told the surgery took only a little over an hour, everything went well and husband had been told I was awake and was waiting for me in my room where I’d be spending the night. 11836715_10206354802881806_7363466312832731552_n
It’s so interesting to see how different doctors do things. How my local ortho would have sent me home but this sub specialist kept me overnight. How some post op’s get into a soft boot or “air cast” after about 3 weeks but I won’t be in mine until 6 weeks post op. Anyway. I picked him for a reason and am trusting his work.
About 4 days post op I went in to have the plaster cast removed (plaster absorbs blood which is why my Dr. prefers it as the first cast) and my skin checked. I took a few gruesome pictures while I waited for the new cast to be put on. 11900067_10206376027612411_5456461958954563687_n outside right image. EWW. But I have it on good authority (Facebook comments) that this actually looks good considering what it’s been through.
11900133_10206376033612561_2839644818876852401_o
Inside of right ankle. Hey he didn’t slice through my Ichthus tattoo!!
I count 27 stitches, and I’m sure there are more underneath those black beasts.
Next week I go in to get the stitches out and get yet another cast on. Right now it’s a baby blue color or “Carolina Blue”. I am thinking a bubble gum pink or Kelly green will be the color of the final hard cast before I am graduated to my air boot.
This is quite the long process of recovery, but not near as bad as some have it, and at the end of the day I’m still alive and kicking, well, alive and punching. No kicking for a little bit longer….

Advertisements

My favorite downtown view

Image

When thinking about where I live, I have a few spots that visually really bring me peace. The church on Market with the huge stain glass flower, the view of the sunset from my backyard or of the moonrise from the marina. This one is also one of my favorites. It’s the view from the bridge nearest the yummy Corner Bakery.

My favorite downtown view

My favorite downtown view

We go this way when we take Noah to work, or when we are driving to visit Scott at the Wharf. It’s a lovely little spot to stop and take a snap. I’ve shared it here before but I felt this shot got a clearer image than the last one. Do you see why it’s easy to be at peace living here? I love it, and would love to stay for the rest of my life and to stop being a “come here” and start being a “stay here”. We will see, only time will tell.

The biggest super moon?

Image

We had another Super Moon this month, and we’ve got one scheduled for next month as well. It’s a neighborhood thing to walk down to the marina, some folks with their evening beverages and me with my camera, to see what the moon is going to offer us. It was hazy in the distance and we joked that the moon didn’t get the memo that it was supposed to come out and SHINE.  It snuck up on us and by the time we saw it, it was exactly like this.

Sneaky moon.

Sneaky moon.

We stood prepared with “Skin So Soft” on our skin to keep the gnats away, and waited. It slowly rose up and shone, getting brighter and brighter as each second went by. I took about 50 images, but I won’t bore you with vain repetition. I’ll just give you a nice, clean and bright shot.
Enjoy!

Brighter moon as the sky goes dark.

Brighter moon as the sky goes dark.

blurry memories of last fall

Image
Jumping for joy

Jumping for joy

all the cool kids JUMP

all the cool kids JUMP

I love love love the summer, and I dislike the freezing cold winter, but man do I really enjoy the spring and fall. The spring has promises of flowers and thawing and warmer days, and the fall has crunchy grass, late night fires and lots of bug free star gazing.
We are entering yet another new phase of our life, I’m going back to work soon and will be partnering full-time with Scott to continue the boys home education. Life is full of seasons and adjustments and like the waves we once loved to surf, you’ve got to let it knock you down, roll and protect, then get up, recover, and paddle right back out.
I appreciate your prayers as we enter into this new season.  This is an exciting path we are taking and I pray that in the end we are all better for it.

My least favorite thing is the COLD!!

Image

If I were to just go off of the temperature in the spring, summer and fall, this would be paradise! However, we have the other season here too, the season I dread. I really despise this cold! Might as well get out and have a bit of fun, or at least photograph the boys having fun. I truly hope that it won’t freeze up like this last winter again, EVER.  Y’all don’t even want to know how much money I paid in oil for the month of January. MY GARSH. DSC_0811 DSC_0813

skating skating skating

skating skating skating