A whole lot of hospital
hysterectomy for the following
at pre-op putting me very behind at work.
Friday came and my sweet Jared noticed
little signs of me being stressed and overwhelmed.
He decided I needed to stay home.
(I tried talking him out of it it but
he insisted he was the man and
he made the final decision.)
to be able to make the trip but I liked the thought
of having a weekend alone with Lottie to relax and
enjoy and to just have a much needed “Break”!
night together. We did all the
laundry, lounged around, and
made big plans about organizing
the house in the next two days.
(Which involved emptying most of the
closets and bringing down half the attic!)
Erica came by. I introduced them to the classic
movie “The Legends of the Fall” with Mr Brad Pitt.
Afterwards, the girls left to go home.
Being the scardy cat that I am I
was not able to go to sleep right
away. I decided to clean!
I began by putting fresh sheets
on everyones beds, I started in Roman’s room.
in the living room in her bassinet.
I heard someone trying to enter the back door.
Of course I froze in fear! All the bad thoughts
that could possibly come into my mind started flooding in.
I needed to get LOTTIE! So as my memory
serves me I ran into the living room from
Roman’s room. I either jumped over the
ottoman or jumped and tripped over something??????
I am not real sure but what I am sure of is that when
I landed I heard a loud POP!
I was on the ground and I could not move.
I realized Erica had just left her keys inside the house!
Heath ran over to rescue me, busting windows and all!
I refused to ride in the ambulance (those things are way to expensive)
which led to a a 5 hour wait in a wheelchair
(should of road the ambulance), a few x-rays,
and two orthopedic surgeons later—– we discovered
I had a upper tibial plateau fracture. In plain english—–
I broke the top part of my big bone in my leg
into my knee which means
I will not walk for 2-3 months :/
had to wait for Jared to arrive. We planned
surgery for Monday and I honestly was so doped
up on morphine the 1st several days I do not remember
much. I am sure if you would like to speak to
Jared he has some funny tales to tell!
This adventure has caused me to create a
few new rules for our marriage:
large quantities of narcotics,
to use FaceBook,
Twitter or any other forms
of communication
anytime soon.
Even if they promise to just “look”.
texts the morning
after major
surgery
(morphine clouds judgment)
double check he doesn’t mean a
broken bone:)
#4 Be glued to your spouses side after any major
surgery or ordeal. They need you,
they love you, they
depend on you for keeping their crazy
b/n you and them.
That is why God gave you to each other
We are not sure what the next few months have in store for us
but we do know Who is in control.
No walking with 4
littles ones seems insane!!!
BUT we
are
trusting in
our Lord.
We are beyond blessed with each other
who we can love & lean on; trust on daily, we are blessed
with an amazing church home who already has
provided food, childcare, and simple fellowship
we could get from no other place.
In this time of chaos I am reminded of
Deuteronomy 7:9
Know therefore that the Lord your God is God, sthe faithful God
twho keeps covenant and steadfast love with those who love
him and keep his commandments, to a thousand generations,

We are praying for you girl. I can only imagine what you're going through. ((hugs))
I am just reading this. I'm so sorry, Julia! I love you and will pray for you, your recovery and strength. I'll also pray that Jared and the girls can help you out as much as possible.
I love you, Julia.
Erin