Not even a “might”, I feel weak in a lot of every day things. I try not to overwhelm myself either cause it induces a lot of stress, but Dylan and I still haven’t been able to catch a break. I wish I had my fighting strength back.
When I wrote our 1 year anniversary card, my hand was shaky and my handwriting didn’t come out normally. Kind of scary stuff to think how it’s been 3 months since my hospitalization and there might be things I need to work on again.
Not the nurse having to turn down the baby’s heart monitor volume down cause Yoori’s “got too much bass” 😂💃🏻 maam, there’s never too much bass in this house 🔊🔊🔊
Sucks when you’re at the point in life where you truly need to make sacrificial decisions. Always with the best intent, even if it hurts. I just hate feeling incapable.