I'm alive but im barely breathing

Is a song from maybe 18 months ago that really stuck out to me, because that is what my life has been. I’m alive, so are my children but that is about the only thing that is the same in our lives since last time I was here. Dont know if i will blog again but just here to say i often think of the days I blogged and how much i enjoyed it, mainly because of the attention it gave me because it is about me, is it not :) one day i might share some of where i have been, take care.

Update

It has been a long month but I think we have finally turned a corner, last Friday they completed Bonnie’s grafts. There may still be some patch work to do on parts that haven’t taken, and she has a long road of recovery ahead.  During this time she has stayed free from infection which is a huge praise for the Dr’s said burns of this size always get infection and she has remained relatively well for usually people end up very, very sick.  We have about another 3 weeks in hospital and in this time she has to learn to walk again. This has been huge, heart breaking and my darkest days but there are better days ahead and I am so grateful, thank you for your prayers.

Prayer Needed

My 12 yr old daughter Bonnie has been badly burnt up to 30% with large areas being third degree burns. She is now out of intensive care and stable but it is a long road ahead. Please pray for our family as we go through this most distressing and heartbreaking time, thank you.

I am of the delusion that you miss me terribly and I must return for…………………….ummmm lets not make any promises for how long I will surely let you down. Now I have been considering posting just to let you know that I have not dropped dead yet, praise the Lord for I am sure no-one in my house could survive without me. This became very evident to me when I left the house for 2 hrs the other day, yes that’s correct a measly 2 hrs and I returned to total chaos, you know when you think have I not taught my children anything or my HUSBAND. Oh come on surely you all believe I am a most submissive wife and I looked at my dearest Husband with adoration and started finding a path to the kitchen to dish up tea with the sweetest smile on my face. Good, I am so glad you all remember this is exactly how I am.

I am just going to keep this short and sweet so I don’t rave on for the sake of raving on which believe it or not I have been known to do. So all is well, life has been cruising along in it’s very human way and all that human stuff that gets in the way of me being a perfectly nice person.

 Nice to see you all and  you know the drill comment to feed my terrible ego.

The Never Ending Story

I had my kitchen just spick and span this morning after I spent a considerable amount of time in there. I stood back and admired it all, felt a real sense of achievement. Unfortunately there are others around who were not prepared to starve for the day so I could admire my hard work for more then 15 min. Infact it was less then 15 min but being a gracious person I will stretch it out. So I have spent my day guarding my kitchen, watching it like a hawk, stalking anyone who looked like they were going to leave anything out. Much to my distress they all were not as passionate about my shining sink as I was. I find the kitchen is such a task to conquer everyday and in a cruel twist we have our main meal of a night when we are most tired and we have to clean our biggest mess. I am not complaining I am more whingeing about this fact. So as I hunted everyone down little William saw this as an opportunity to attack where it hurts, he threw flour across the floor and to add insult he stood on it and piddled So it was not a powder substance I had to clean up but more a sticky paste. I know he is a charming child

Oh and remember my post on the dishwasher with the stick  (The Dishwasher, the Crazy Woman and the Stick!) , well I must report it is still the same way. Are you shocked by this?  

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