Why Does Bad Things Happen to Good People?

In stopping by this page, I'm hoping I can get your help.  If you remember, a few months ago, I asked for a favor to put my friend Christian in your prayers.  That wonderful guy who had to start a fight for his life in his mid twenties?  Yes, that amazing guy.

Well from what I understand Christian hasn't been doing so well.  He ended up in Smillow for a few weeks and now he is back home, but we don't know much.   And what sucks is that he is this honestly good guy who does not deserve to be dealing with this crap at his age.  His family does not deserve to go through this.  And he doesn't realize, or maybe he does, how many people actually back him and want him to get better.

I think it's a testament to a person's character by the amount of people that come to support you when you are going through a difficult time.  I know I have seen those types of people when I dealt with my crap last year.  Christian didn't hang out with us a lot, and hadn't hung out with us in a while, and yet here we all are, gathering together to send him prayers and well wishes so he has a speedy recovery.

I don't wish bad things on my worse enemy.  And I especially never wished this to happen to one of the good people in life.  I don't think a lot of people read this anymore, but I am hoping that whoever does will send all the love and support to this great guy when he needs it.  I want to go on adventures with Christian someday; I think all my friends would have fun to go on adventures with him.  But he needs to get better, and he needs our prayers to do so.  

Christian, I hope you know how much we all support you, and want you to get better.  So keep fighting, okay?  Because life just needs to show us that it isn't unfair all the time.

My name is Jen and I'm a worrier.

Hiiiiiii Jen.

Considering the past year plus I have gone through, it's understandable that I worry about things in regards to my health.  But I have always worried.  I worry about my future and if I will find a job I love.  I worry about my family.  I worry about moving out of my house or eventually getting married.  But most recently, I have been worrying about my health.

My stomach or insides have not been okay for the past two weeks.  It's gotten to a point where I have to sometimes run out of work to get to a bathroom, even though nothing happens when I get in there.  I have been drinking waters like it's my job but I still am so freaking thirsty.  It all just does not make any sense, right? Right.

On top of that, I woke up a few days ago with a horrible Charlie horse in the Henry side of my leg.  No big deal right?  Well that Charlie horse hasn't gone away and I've been limping on it whenever I have been walking.  At work I don't notice it because I have been so busy, but when I'm home and not doing anything, it hurts. 

And I worry, that all of my health problems will never go away.

Mamma dukes has been home for a day now and I can already tell she is going stir crazy.  And let me tell you, she is such a rockstar.  Not even joking.

When I went to visit her on Thursday, she had already been walking around.  Yesterday, she got released from the hospital, got home, and had to walk that long long pathway to the front door and the even longer distance up the front stairs.  Now for those who don't know pain, it's like a mile when you are in it.  And she did traveled that distance with grace and a silent determination that honestly brought tears to my eyes.

I never would have thought I would be brought to tears by being so happy for someone. The past few days I have been brought close to tears for that.

Now, it's not to say frustration has not set in for mom.  This is a woman who can not stay still at all and is always on the move.  Even when she has a cold, she is moving.  It's nuts.  So to have to stay in bed all day, it's maddening.  And it's going to be a tough journey for her.  But my mom? She's a tough cookie.  She gets up when she can.  She sits on the bed or couch when she can.  I'm pretty sure she is trying her best not to take her pain medication and just deal but sometimes it's just better to take the medication.

Now I'm hear to entertain her as best as I can, but I know it's difficult.  Dad and I sat on Mom's (really Chris's but whatever) bed to eat dinner tonight.  Pizza from down the street.  And we were just trying to lift her spirits, just like her and Dad used to do for me.

My mother is a beautiful woman who has always had a strength and determination that I always admired.  Gotta love her even more now when she is in incredible pain, but still puts on a smile and very rarely complains.

PS. You should see all the get well wishes and such she is getting.  She is SERIOUSLY loved.

"I'm Eating Breakfast...."

All I wanna do is go visit mom.  To keep her company and try to get her mind off of everything like she tried to do with me.

But instead, I'm going into work.

Update from this morning though:  Mom was having breakfast when I called her earlier in the day, which made her so excited.  Food. It's the most important thing we worry about.  She said she hasn't been in pain, but that sitting up in the bed sometimes makes her light headed.  Last night when she was sitting up she had to recline the bed cause she was in pain.  But go figure that vaso would be part of the whole experience.

I'm gonna call her later to see if she got to walk around at all.  They tried yesterday to have her get up from the bed to move to the chair and she started to get light headed and she couldn't do it.  My mom is a warrior though.  She's gonna do it.

New Place, Same Effect

In 2012, I plan on not visiting a hospital.  Like the whole year.

Mom had her hip replacement surgery this morning.  I said my good lucks last night because she had to go in at 5:30 this morning.  She went in surgery at 7 and I got a text message from my dad saying everything was fine around 9:30 maybe?  To say I was distracted throughout the whole work day is the biggest understatement of the month.

We went to see her after dinner.  Dad had told me she was in pain, that he saw her cry for one of the first times ever.  My mom is a beast.  She never cries even when she is extremely upset.  But I have known she was in pain for weeks now.  Whenever she got in and out of the car she winced in pain.  And the past few days whenever she walked, it was even worse.

So I'm glad she is will no longer have pain.  When we visited, I got choked up a few times.  When she wasn't looking at me but looked so small in the hospital bed.  When she and dad just were staring at each other, or when she grabbed his hand because she was in pain.  It's hard to see a parent uncomfortable.  It's something I have had to do a few times this year and I'm not okay with that.


She is in the hospital for the next few days then she gets to experience the pleasure of being home/bed bound for weeks on end.  I know my mom, it's not gonna last long before she goes absolutely wild.  In fact she already has started.


To mom, who I know will eventually read this.  You will get better. And I'm going to be there whenever you need me every step of the way.


But seriously, no more hospital visits for a few years okay?

The kids won a bar crawl in Milford.

Sums up the night pretty well.  More information and pictures to come about one of the most fun nights in a very long time

Three coyote spottings today and I have not seen it once.

And one happened just 5 minutes ago with Mandy face to face with the thing!

UGH. I'm not a happy camper.

When I do go out to check out shooting stars, I'm hoping I do not see it though.