It has been the craziest most hectic year so far … and it’s only the middle of May! It’s been one of those times in my life, where everything that can go wrong … will. My hard drive crashed … I lost personal photographs, about half of 2009. This was my fault … I didn’t back them up. I thought I had, but when I switched from Aperture to Lightroom, I had exported and edited quite a few from each month, but not all of them (and believe me, I had lots of great shots waiting to be touched up). 🙁 They are lost … probably lost forever, unless Drive Savers can recover them … which involves a LOT of money. :/ I spent a lot of time running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off trying to see if the files could be saved, with no luck. My next mission — find a way to have the hard drive replaced without Apple taking the old one away. Thanks to a very, very nice woman named Suzie, I was able to do so (thank you!). At least now I have the chance to save my files.
After that, things started to calm down (or so I thought). During a self breast exam, I found something abnormal … and it scared the daylights out of me! I phoned a friend in the middle of the night because I couldn’t breathe … she talked me down, but it’s one of those things that you think “Oh, that won’t happen to me …” and yet there I was … sitting in the dark … snot crying through the phone … wondering if I was going to die.
I immediately made an appointment with my doctor, to which I was told … “Hmm, I’m not quite sure, so I’m going to send you for an ultrasound, and to speak with the general surgeon, but I’m not too worried.” Well, that wasn’t that refreshing. I was able to get in for an ultrasound the day before my birthday, May 10th. That was a week … an entire week that I had to wait … with those scary thoughts in the back of my head … wondering if I was going to be alright. Someone was on my side, because that week FLEW by! Up to Visalia I went, to the Sequoia Breast Center, to be ultrasounded (yes, that’s not a word, I know). If that wasn’t the most awkward thing ever … lol Of course, I couldn’t be told anything … that would be far too easy. Another week of waiting … or would I? I got a call from the surgeon’s office with an appointment for that Wednesday … and they would rush my results. I felt this huge weigh lifted off … I was really, really looking forward to having this all settled. Wednesday rolled around … 1.5 hours before my appointment, they cancel … messed up schedule, no time, etc., we’ll schedule you for Monday.
More waiting, of course. I decided to not let it get to me … whatever it was, if anything, I would cross that bridge when I got there. The littles and I made plans to go ice skating at Gateway Ice Center with friends over the weekend, which completely took my mind off of everything. It was the first time I had ever taken the girls … so I was a bit nervous … and excited. We laced up and hit the ice … and then Rhy fell. We went back up to the counter, and they gave Rhy this little walker thing to help balance and move about the ice … looked like a granny walker. Rob used Uncle Toney for balance. 🙂 I was sooooo impressed with her ability to stay up, it being her first time and all! She was so cute … clinging to Uncle Toney for dear life, and he just let her … so sweet. He took her around the rink so many times I lost count … then was letting her go, and directing her to go to him, telling her how to move … and she did it! She would go from him to me, me to him … haha … so proud of her. By the time we left she was a ninja on ice!
That weekend really helped to clear my head … just living and loving and being.
The next day was hard … waiting rooms are the worst, aren’t they?? Up to the surgeon I went, alone … did I mention my husband was deployed throughout all of this ordeal?? Ugh. I met with the surgeon … and when I left, he gave me the all clear. Thank GOD. I walked to the parking lot, got in my car, hit my head on the steering wheel … and just cried. I balled my head off, then went to pick up my littles and squeezed them as tight as I could.
So much worry for something I had no control over. I really should have tried to hand it all over to God … but then I probably wouldn’t be me.
To the people who helped me get through that incredibly frightening time in my life, I love you. You’re the best. I’m not sure I could’ve functioned without each and every one of you.
Jaime
This morning was no different than any other morning we woke up, got ready for the day, ate breakfast, did some school work, etc. … just one TINY little difference — Rhylie CUT Robyn’s hair. Now, this wasn’t just a little snip … she gave her bangs, full out bangs! The left side, not so bad … the right side, ugh! It’s gonna take forever to grow out. Angry? A wee bit. To lighten the mood … I grabbed the camera and snapped some photos … and I’m working on this daily life project thing for school, so I figured I’d work it in somehow. Still can’t believe she did this … right before their little photo shoot we’ve been planning for a couple of weeks! Agh! Ah well … picture time.
Well … here’s hoping this won’t happen again!
Jaime Hough