of post-op, my stitches sent to me...
a nasty lil pic to share with you all.
Til next squeak,
Still running for the cheese (or why this blog still exists)
As my regular readers can tell, this has been a dry year for me. Just look at the number of posts this year vs. 2008! Awhile back, I had considered either shutting down the Maze, or starting a new blog that would more accurately reflect where I am in life now. Truth be told, sometimes I come here, look around, and feel distinctly hypocrytical about the things I want to write. I'm sure I'm not the only one to ever be in that kind of place.
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.
All that to say this:
Welcome to
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.
All that to say this:
Welcome to
Sunday, December 7, 2008
On the 6th day...
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5 Squeaks from the Maze:
My first thought: wow, that's all! That's tiny.
My next thought: bet it doesn't FEEL tiny!
Not to shabby. I was scared to scroll down because I recently saw the post-op hand of a friend who had some genetic condition and she basically had the same sort of incision as you only hers stretched from the palm of her hand out to the ends of several fingers. Yuck! She's doing much better now - as will you soon!
Carpal tunnel release surgery has apparently come a long way. Back in '01 when my MIL had hers done, it stretched from where mine starts way down her wrist. Blech. Now they do it endoscopically. Yay for endoscopes! LOL.
Actually, as long as I don't overdo it, it feels fine. It's at the itchy-creepy-crawly stage. Yum.
P.S. I awarded you something over at my blog - "My First Award". And don't worry about your hand because it only took me 40 days or so to respond from when it was awarded me. :)
More awards for you! I can't help it - I just love reading your thoughts. Either that or I must have wicked intentions to make your hand hurt... hmmmm....
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