Whew, I finally just caught up on the posts. Interesting and rewarding conversations. I was too far back to respond to everyone, so I'll just say
to all the newbies. Unfortunately, I'm not a gardener. We've had several throughout my lifetime, but a different family member was doing all the work. I did watering and weed pulling if that counts. My mother used to have the most beautiful flower and vegetable gardens. I'll have to scan some pictures sometime. Unfortunatly, again, I still don't know that I have a talent, but I love my feathered friends and people. I love watching people as much as I do my birds,. I didn't get to do what I planned because of all the rain, but I never complain about rain. Sometimes I wish it would of waited until I finished something, but there would always be someone wishing the same thing any time it rains. Did I make sense?
I woke up feeling good today. No fever? I'm confused, but I'll take it. I pray for everyone on here and others too. I'm happy for your beautiful pictures and babies, and sorry for your losses and illnesses.
Dusti, that is a beautiful quilt. I pray someone will be able to make it for you. I do know people that quilt and are very, very good. There is so much talent on here I'm sure someone will do it for you. Isn't there also a thread or forum on quilting on here?
Hannah, Thinking about your art is a good way to keep going while your leg is healing. I pray you don't have to have surgery, but if that's what it takes. I had surgery on my leg, but it was really debridement(sp). My leg was fractured in two places, broken ribs and numerous hematomas. Enternal bleeding, requiring 13 units of blood total and a nice long hospital stay. I consider myself lucky even though it's almost two years and i'm still battling he wound made by the debridment. You could put a cantalope in it. The Dr. was an excellent surgen and saved my tendons and ligaments, but he said it was a miracle, There was so nuch hematoma. I was on a woulnd vac for 4 months and as I said am still battling this. It happpened on July 12, 2012. It was almost healed until the tunnels that hadn't healed, but looked healed and had just closed on the ends started filling w/ fluid and some w/ infection, so now the wound is bigger again. But I am thankful, I'm here. My leg isn't what makes me sick though. My mare Big Mama stood over me to protect me and never made a move as she was pounded on. She could of gone over the little fence or tried to back out, but I seriously think she was trying to protect me. I can still feel the thuds as the studs feet came up and down, up and down. Sometimes I wonder if Big Mama would of moved if I would of been killed because of a blow hitting my head as she tried to get away or if I wouldn't have as much damage as I did. However, she never even raised a hoof so she wouldn't hurt me. And took a lot of battering. I wouldn't of been corneed like that normally, but I could see what was about to take place and the gate in the shedrow was open w/ my then 4 yr old granddaughter by me. I had time to shove her out and close the gate so she wouldn't be hurt. I went down when I was struck, but couldn't move because my legs did the splits and one went under the fence and got hung up. My fractures healed fine because they weren't on major weight bearing bones. I could never be casted because of the severe ligament and tendon damage, which healed except one and it still give me a what for at times. So that's my story on my leg. and I'm stickin to it. Hubby always teases my daughter and says I should of just thrown my granddaughter in and ran out that she is young enough to make another. He doesn't mean it, but I think it is in very bad taste and don't think it's funny.
So anyway Hannah count your blessings that you're alive and can go on. I know surgery isn't fun as I've had my share. I pray for a speedy recovery for you and a miracle.
