2021 was the year of death/ Seven people I knew or had known died. None of them are from covid. Two relatives died on my sister's dad's side. They were not old. It felt so unfair. My only aunt on my dad's side passed away from a stroke at the end of the year. She lived in Washington state and we were not close but from going through her house she lived a full and happy life. She was a psych nurse for a long time. From her pictures she traveled a lot, She even went to Italy. I would have wanted to go. I wish she had lived closer to me. We would have gotten along so much. It seemed like we had a lot in common. Art, books, and cats.
My mom's ex from years ago died. If it wasn't for drinking he would have been my stepdad. I felt an electric shock when I heard he passed away. I don't know how he died but I'm sure it was from years of drinking.
At the beginning of the year, my grandma and her live-in love as I put it got covid together. They even shared a hospital room together. Both survived but I was scared this was it. Covid is known as a boomer remover though she is a pre-boomer. At the end of the year, she turned 80. Unfortunately, we didn't get to give her a big party like when she turned 70. I never thought my grandma would live this long because of her years of smoking and having COPD. I'm grateful she is here.
Beware of the Ides of March
Last March was a cluster fuck. I feel like I am lightly putting it. My mom got covid. My sister Holly had her gallbladder removed. Came home started throwing up nasty stuff and ended up back in the hospital. As I said in a previous post my nephew's girlfriend was pregnant and the baby had anencephaly. Gianna was born and died on March 15th. The same day I was having shoulder surgery. I didn't get to see her or get to hold her but those who were there did. I can't imagine the pain of giving birth to a baby that was meant to die. Carry that pain with you for the rest of your life.
My surgery was successful in my opinion. It put me out of my misery. There was so much wrong with my shoulder. Mild arthritis my ass. It was severe. They had to work on my bicep, and rotator cuff and clean out some of my arthritis. The next surgery will probably be a shoulder replacement unless it's minor work. Recovery was a long road. I went to rehab. That was hell. The food was awful. Luke warm to cold most days and uneditable to me. I'm a picky eater and this was a nightmare. I lost 10lbs. Some of the CNAs were nice and some need to find a different profession. Their people skills were terrible. Getting home was hard because I had to wheel my wheelchair with one arm. I did two rounds of physical therapy before the pain finally went away. Waking up without being in pain is a new normal for now. Not being in pain all of the time allows my brain to focus on other things like creativity. It's been a long road.
My best friend of 14 years died on Aug 30th, I didn't know until a week and a half later. She will get her own post.
In the year of death, there was a piece of light. Sierra gave birth to a junior whopper baby boy. Seriously almost 10pounds. He is our sunshine. Cute and chubby baby. We love him to pieces.