The Arrival of Fall

A new visitor has graced my front door...

Fall

There is an episode in Sex and the City where Carrie can tell when fall has arrived and I believe that is has indeed.

There is something magical about the beginning of a season. Fall has the tempting allure of the smell of crisp leaves, the color portfolio of reds/orange/yellow along the tree lines. Apple cider on the stove with the sweet smell of cinnamon perfuming the air. I love the change in the air.

I think this fall I would like to camp. The perfect weather for camping is when it is comfortable during the day but cool enough in the evening to warrant a roaring camp fire toasting treats, and maybe the possibility of seeing ones own breath in the air.

I would also love to make fall crafts. I foresee a date with my Christina Marie Brown Leake for a nice afternoon of fall crafts with a relaxing documentary in the background.

Another great aspect of fall is the arrival of my FAVORITE kind of apple

Honey-crisp Apples

Hopefully, this will be a lesson to myself to enjoy the season. It goes by so quick.

A Long Time Coming

Being how it has been two years since my prior post so this is a long time coming.
After enjoying that lovely snow storm feeling nostalgic, I noticed my stomach started to hurt.
Since knowing that work would be cancelled, I was liberally partaking in adult beverages. Thinking that the stomach ache was a self induced affliction, I ignored it.

(SLEEPLESS NIGHT)

After a restless night, tossing back and forth, and various pleas to God to make my stomach stop hurting I accepted that I was not going to sleep anytime soon and was up...

I would say that I have a good pain tolerance. So, I was understandably concerned when not only was it getting worse but unbearable. Looking outside and seeing the over three feet of snow it was a "now or ever" moment to go to the hospital.
Now heading to the hospital was no easy task. A normal 10 minute trip took way over an hour and included a Kubota tractor.

Who knew that after hours of ignoring the pain that I also had ignored my appendix burst and now narcotic tissue was causing a full on septic shock to my body.

Normally, this would be a big deal. During an epic snow storm and not having a surgeon in the hospital makes it a huge deal. Needless to say, after hours of getting a gastric surgeon into the area, I finally got to "the room"

You know that room. You see it on every House or ER episode. Man, let me tell you it is a different perspective when you are on the table. Even more different when you then discover that 5 does of "Micheal Jackson Propofal" is not working! Usually, a patient counts backwards from 100 and passes out on 93.... people were starting to wonder when I was at 23...22...

Finally, I was out on the table and four hours of cutting and sewing me up I was back in the room to recover (missed both Christmas Eve and New Years) and was in the hospital for almost two weeks and three months from work.

I may not be a big blogger.... but I will always remember that blog. I had no idea what was coming with the snow storm1