This is a follow up to my blog post from last year that you can find here.
One year ago today, exactly so, I sat in a hospital chair crying after being told that I had a blood clot at the base of my skull. I didn’t even know then just how large it was; how it nearly blocked off an entire vein.
This time last year, I had barely survived the Holidays; sick and in pain, not even the slightest clue what was looming. It was horrible.
But oh what a difference a year can make.
Hi Guys and Dolls!
Two days ago, my needle sucked so bad. I lied around writhing in pain after – It was ridiculous. Yesterday, I decided NO – If I’m going to do this every single day, that’s not how things are going to go down. Everything in life is what you make it, and this right here is what I’m making of these needles. Because this is who I am – A strong, independent woman who likes to laugh and dance through life. All of it.
xo,
D
Traded in one needle a week for seven. Doesn’t feel like #winning, but if it works, it certainly is š
xo,
D
Lived. Learned. Blogged. 