Why would you call me the tin man?
Could it be that I'm staring in an off Broadway production of The Wizard of Oz? No
- Because I've taken to wearing a funnel on my head?
- Possibly
- Could it be, because it's been so long since I've blogged on a regular basis that I feel quite rusty? Yes!
I am a rusty blogger, who knew there was such a thing? I won't apologize, it's all been out of my control, but sadly I do feel a bit tin man-ish...somebody pass me the oil quick!
Here's the thing - in the last year, I've shared with you the most embarrassing/personal events in my life. First, I fall in the lake trying to take a freaking photo, and share it with the world (embarrassing); then I check myself into a hospital for depression, and share it with the world (personal). It's like we've gone on a date, and I've told you way too much, and now I'm not sure where we are suppose to go from here. Maybe the best way to look at it is, even when you think it's the end of the world; it isn't...and that horrible saying 'what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger'...it's not actually a horrible saying, it just reminds me of Steel Magnolia's. So, can we start this dating relationship over again? I won't share too much, and I won't stay away so long. I think that is how we should proceed...yes, no, you'll think about it, and get back to me?
Before we start our new deal, I will share a few things (no more lakes or hospitals) since many of you have asked...
- The headaches are not gone, the shots didn't work, and now my doctor is trying another procedure. It will involve 2 outpatient surgeries...I sincerely pray this will fix the problem
- My depression is under control...thank heaven for medicine and good doctors
Thank you so much for your kindness, support, and patience with me through this whole ordeal. It hasn't been fun (not in the least), but I've learned a lot of lessons because of it.
much love,
your rusty trusty tin man
Cherri