They took my fiancé into surgery more than an hour ago. His doctor said that it was going to be either 15 minutes or 45 minutes depending on what they needed to do. Surgery is on his right knee. I am freaking out because I am alone in the lobby. He tore his MCL back in May and the doctor thinks that his ACL is stretched. Ugh. The not knowing and waiting is making my tummy twist up in knots. I haven’t eaten any real food today. Gobbled down some chocolate chip cookies from the vending machine as well as a package of Skittles. I have a plastic bottle of Sprite. Ugh. So not good for me and neither is this worrying. Argghhh…
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40-something mama, wife, blogger – who shares her crafty and ordinary life with her family, their three tiny dogs, a fat tortoiseshell cat, – and LuLaRoe Independent Retailer with a sewing studio boutique that is a work in progress.
A native Texan, who spent one year in Georgia and over a decade as a single mom, is now happily married and sharing her opinions on products and life in photos and words strung together.