13 September, 2010

home again home again


the nasty colon juice of death...
but notice my awesome colonoscopy headband.

me and the sibs at the cabin

homecoming partay

joey entertaining me at physical therapy

zooey
man alive.
I honestly don't know how long I've been home now.
I'm still a little bit numb to it.
But lets just say I'm handling it way better than last time I came home.
All I did the first time was cry. I have only cried a few times since being home, but not because I want to be here. I should really try to pick better times to cry. hahah like not at the doctors or in my homecoming talk. I still don't like socializing (unless its with strangers) a whole lot, but I'm trying. It's funny trying to adjust to normal life and not fully being able to.
My back is doing a lot better since I have been going to physical therapy, but the internal mystery is not okay. I am so sick of going from doctor to doctor, but the hope that one will be able to fix me keeps me going. I am beyond happy that I can now sit for longer than 10 minutes at a time. Doing everything lying down is harder/ more annoying than I you would think. Thank goodness for PT.
Annie G made a nice little code so I don't have to feel like a whiner. She named my body Beth. Weird? yes. awesome? yes. Now she just asks how Beth is doing to know if I need to be in my bed/go home/lie down.. you know the usuals.
I bought terrible hot pink hello kitty robe to wear on especially bad days. I told my family they should probably not talk to me if I have it on.
I tried to take institute, but it hasn't really worked out so far.
I could barely sit through it or was at the doctors or sleeping because I couldn't the night before. I'm thinking since my back has improved so much I will try again this week. hoorah.
I got to have a sleepover with Wirig and Frisch and it made me so happy.
I got to see She and Him. I wanted to cut my stomach out the entire time, but I loved seeing her and Trent, too. :]
Whelp my life is quite boring right now. and if one more person asks me if I'm working or going to school, you know what I'll say? No you don't. because everyone still asks that everyday. Really? If I were well enough to do either, I'd still be on my mission.

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