BESIDE MYSELF--Starting Over

Look what I brought to the curb, even with a walker! Dragging the dumpster with one hand, holding on to my walker for support with the other wasn't particularly pleasant, but not impossible---which actually is a pretty accurate description of my life lately. Hold on a second while I repeat that to myself: *My life isn't pleasant lately, but it's not impossible.**** (Yes, I know. It brings to mind that "all things are possible for those who believe" and in God all things ARE possible). I've been feeling that this summer has been the worst. Last summer, I got shot! That actually was the easy part. Even the hospital, in hindsight, feels like it was the easy part. Anyhooooo, covered in blankets, sleeping days away due to medication and feeling pain/paralysis/spasticity creeping up is not my fav way to spend my days. I am looking forward to school starting back up! All of that gloom and doom can take over if left unchecked. Then, there are evenings when I

So much has happened, that I cannot even put here.  So I'm going to avoid one huge annoying aggravating situation that won't go away.   Instead, let me fast forward a bit.  I got shot in the back with a shotgun during a robbery in front of my home last year.  Almost exactly one year ago.   I now carry 9 pieces of lead buckshot in my upper back which hurts, nerve pain, and partial paralysis which actually has its own name:  Brown Sequard Syndrome.   Annoying is what I call it. Doctors refuse to remove the buckshot (I've talked to 3-4 different ones so far). I can't list all the things I've lost anywhere else, but you don't mind if I do right?  Well it's my blog post, so I will attempt to: I can't sleep on my side or pretty much any position other than my back  which means I cannot snuggle or sleep in my husband's arms.   Due to that and his own disabilities, sex is not possible or anything resembling it really.   In fact, sleeping in my own