the bionic girl/woman?

As aforementioned in a previous post  I now have fairly large pieces of metal in my body for the rest of my life.  I have become the bionic woman, or so my family says.  I started thinking,  I am halfway to 30, more than old enough to be considered  a  woman.  That being said I... Continue Reading →

thoughts on bravery

It has  been almost 3 weeks since I broke my legs. It is a definite inconvenience.  I  have been  thinking a lot though. I never cried, not in the ambulance or the emergency room, or after surgery.  I swore a purple streak though. I lost track of how many times people said  I was brave. ... Continue Reading →

Blog at

Up ↑