Well it’s taken me a while to get back to the ol’ blog after the switchover, but I started missing this little online journal of mine. This started out as a way for me to journal all of the things we were learning on the farm, but it became so much more. It became my family scrapbook, the place where I’d write about all that God was teaching me, and the place where I sort through my own thoughts.
And that’s where I am again. Just needing to sort through my own thoughts.
Because somewhere there is a chart with my name on it and it has the results of some tests and I’m a little antsy waiting for them.
And God, in his sense of humor, allowed me to also lose my voice at this same time. Thus, I can’t just call and chat with a friend to get my mind off things.
So, here I am, blogging again. To get my mind off things that I can’t do anything about anyway. Things that are probably nothing, but aren’t always nothing.
And for me that involved two different ultrasounds so far.
Have any of you had an abdominal ultrasound? Were you CRAZY sore from it? The lady who did mine was really nice, but lawsy mercy, she mashed on my insides so hard trying to get a good picture that I seriously thought I saw my liver wave trying to get her to ease up!
So here I sit with a whiny liver, a voice that has gone on strike, a bundle of nerves, and a blog that I hardly recognize.
Don’t everyone run over to join in the fun at once.
I’m going to perk up soon and then I’ll be much more fun to be around. There are lots of great things going on and I have a lot of things that I really need to catch up on blogging.
For now though, my liver is kind of grumbly and I’m just keeping it real.