Long Story Short in Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of HAPPINESS

My boyfriend ended up having his leg amputated!

These past few weeks have been exhausting emotionally, mentally AND physically.

As you can imagine, my life is completely consumed with this stuff right now, so I’m not really in the mood to talk about it here also. Not because it’s a secret, but because…it’s all I’ve been talking about for days. The amputation was last week Wednesday. He was released to come home on Saturday. He didn’t qualify for inpatient rehabilitation because he was already handicapped and in a wheelchair (although he had use of his good leg and could walk with a walker), he already knows how to transfer himself, already has a custom wheelchair, already has hand controls for his car (he doesn’t use his feet to drive), we already have a ramp at our home....everything is already handicap accessible and he doesn’t need help doing anything because he was already equipped to do these things (if that makes sense). Anyway, this hasn’t been easy for any of us. I am BEYOND TIRED! He’s doing well (considering).

My sister drove my mom down to where we live (2 hours away), and has been here since the night before his surgery. It’s really helped having her here as it gave me the ability to be at the hospital the entire day while he was there without having to worry about who was going to watch the kids. My kids are stressful in themselves, so having to worry about them on top of worrying about everything else going on was very stressful. I am SO happy to have her here. On the day of his surgery, I just kept the kids home from school and that way I was able to be at the hospital from sunrise to sunset without having to leave his side.

Anyway, I called out of work last week and this week. I really have no interest in going back any time soon. Plus, being out of the school building has made me a lot less anxious about catching Covid again which is something I think about constantly while at work.