Last blog was in March!  I've obviously fallen behind!  It's not that we lack dedication as we are very dedicated to our dream to recycle durable medical supplies for kids . . . it's just been crazy.

Back to the sandwich . . .

It was the Friday of Memorial Day weekend.  I got a call from my dad.  "Don't freak out," is always an unpleasant way to start a conversation.  "Mom's heading to the hospital."  My mother, a relatively healthy 62-year-old half-retired golfing fool was having chest pains.  Oh, no, not chest pains.  Maybe.  But half of her body wasn't working.  STROKE!

I kissed my kids and halled it to the ER in Wichita.  After a few days of doctors arguing, trying to figure out what was wrong, they finally ruled out a heart attack and a stroke.  As my partner in crime, PT Amy Alley Foster, called it, it was stenosis.  Stenosis is narrowing of the spinal cord and it pinches the nerves.  Loose definition.  Her stroke-like symptoms were because of stenosis - which also explains why nothing was affected from the neck up.

One month and one neck surgery later, I find myself joining the "sandwich" generation . . . those who take care of their children and their parents.  I don't really mind.  I've always strived to be the "favorite."  Now, it's happened naturally.  So, while juggling my special needs child and my high-maintenance "genius" child, I feel compelled to take care of my mother.

A lot has changed since January.  A lot has changed since March.  And that's how life is.  Ever-changing.  Jaiden's improvement since she started school in October has been amazing.  My mother's decline since January has also been amazing.  I find myself taking care of two generations and falling behind on everything else.  After all, it's all about family. 

So, while I humbly ask for forgiveness for neglecting this blog and this site, our eyes are still on the prize . . . recycling your stuff and finding you "new" stuff to help your kids.  Life just got the best of me . . . and I can only juggle so much.