Monday, December 17, 2007
memory
apparently when I first woke up I told my nurse all about a dream I'd had the night before. The ghost busters were involved so you can imagine how odd the looks were she gave me at this point.
apparently I stopped breathing. alarms went off and when the nurse came in and got me to sit up and breathe I told her that I must have just forgot but I'd be fine.
apparently they gave me some juice to get my blood sugar up and I couldn't find the straw cause I only had one eye open. lol. that one cracks me up cause sometimes in the morning I have the same problem...I can only get one eye open to begin with...quirk number 2321.
apparently I called my mom when we were in the car. Don't remember that conversation at all. There were several other conversations I had as well on the phone...I can think of a few people I talked to but not what was talked about. Not the best feeling...hope I didn't get to sappy or dorky...I have those tendencies...sometimes filters are a good thing.
what a day.
So Much to Love
I love people. I love bright eyes. I love my sons, Judah & Lucas. I love laughing. I love my ringtone. I love love. I love Jesus. I love tattoos. I love milk. I love creative expression. I love smiles. I love Philippians. I love bridges. I love my house and haven. I love a rainy night. I love doing nothing. I love almonds and banana chips. I love music. I love cowboy hats. I love Anna Maria Island. I love (diet) dr.pepper. I love a good story. I love wildflowers. I love to fly. I love rod iron. I love babies. I love going to the movies. I love midnight. I love allegra. I love sunsets. I love long kisses. I love the color red. I love starshollow. I love community. I love doing life with friends. I love witty banter. I love jessilynn.com. I love my family. I love pretty things. I love cruisin' with my girls. I love remembering when. I love authentic individuals. I love hot tamales. I love when kids giggle. I love Lance. I love bonfires. I love finding people I thought I'd lost. I love yard sales. I love tacobell. I love seeing people do good. I love violins and steel guitar. I love driving to the airport. I love seeing people around me succeed at their dreams. I love being included. I love flipflops. I love blogging. I love long talks. I love dreaming.
4 comments:
Hee. Do you remember talking to me?
somehow me calling you after having Jonny seems like a story you have more insight into???
"He doesn't look like the other two he's beautiful!"
That's what I said right?
Friends don't let friends make calls while in recovery:)
You were so sensible and full of information I could hardly tell you were on drugs! However since I just went through similar thing I know that no matter how in control we seem we are really out to lunch until the next day...
I am thinking of you - and praying that you find some answers.
peace,
j
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