My poor blog has turned into the equivalent of a deserted ghost town and it makes me sad.
I am alive. I'm weary, but still here. I do get an occasional moment here and there to make a birthday card so there's hope. My scrapbooks? Let's just be honest....dusty, very dusty.
Not to bore with too many details, but my long tall Texan hubbie has undergone three hip surgeries in the past 8 months (two replacements and one complication), at-home IV treatments three times a day for six weeks, all while he's still working from home as a consultant (thank heavens). He's doing very well now and walking without aid. Well... bit of a wobble. Picture a 6'1" duck. Okay, let's call it a swagger. Purely for macho sake.
"On the Twelfth Day of Christmas..."
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