catch up

It has been a very long time since a post has been made. The summer is really over. Sammie has started her first real year in college and Kaysha has returned to high school. Sam was just offered a service scholarship that will help with her expenses and Kaysha was just offered a job. Meg seems to be doing well. We just keep her as busy as we can. She loves her nieces and nephews and seeing them is the one thing that I know will cheer her up when she is down. I wish we could get her to lose some weight. She has gained over 30 pounds this past year with everything she has gone through.
It has been 5 months since my accident. I have been released from physical therapy. I was quite a while ago because I go to the gym and the physical therapist said that would do just as well as me going into therapy. I was very happy about that. Just typing that makes me feel a little bad as I am supposed to be a pilates right now. It was my turn to drive and my friend didn't make it. There is a war that goes on in my head when I pick up my friend and I see her house dark. The one side tells me to go to the gym and the other side says go home and go back to bed. I was glad she didn't get up this morning because I had a late night last night. Ali and Eric took me to the University of Utah and Utah State University football game. Anyway, I opted to go back home but instead of going back to bed, I finished the dishes and am now posting this.
My injuries are doing ssoooooooooooooooooooo much better. The orthopedist told me at my last visit in July that technically my injuries were healed but it would still take 16 - 20 weeks to be completely healed. I am walking mostly normal now unless I overdo. My ribs still hurt which I find very puzzling. Whenever I would ask about my ribs, I just got the shrugged shoulders and the answer "it will go away one day". I have my doubts about that. I have been very dizzy when I lay down or when I raise my head toward the ceiling since the accident. Last week in pilates while I was laying on my side doing a side series, I felt like I was falling hard and fast and the room went black for just an instant. I had fallen to my back and as I was feeling the panic of the fall, I realized that I was already on the ground and that I shouldn't panic. I was able to get back on my side and I finished out pilates. I was a little shakey for the rest of the day. I couldn't make myself go to the doctor. I am so tired of going to the doctor. Some are so good but some just make me feel like a hypochondriac (that is probably spelled wrong). And I am tired of getting the bills. Luckily, my out of pocket has been met but I still have to pay copays. I felt a little off for the rest of the weekend but by Monday I realized that I was no longer dizzy. The dizzyness when I lay down or raise my head is gone. What a wierd way for that to happen.
I just continue to be grateful for each day that I have with my family. Life truly is a gift.
Kara and her family are moving up closer to Logan and I will miss being able to see them as often as I have had the opportunity to see them and Ali and her family are wanting to move to Bountiful. I will miss them when they go. I know that neither of these places are that far but I still have such a difficult time getting in the car, I know that I won't be driving there very often.

I forgot --- since the last post I have a new grandson. Chad and Sandi adopted a little boy. He was only 5 pounds when they got him and he is a beautiful little thing. I can't believe how much he grows from week to week. I have another grandson that is supposed to be born Sept 20. We'll see if Kara makes it that far. She already measures at 40 weeks. She is going to have a big baby.