I sincerely apologize for being lax about updating this blog.
Weslee had brain surgery for his seizures in May 2013. He struggled to re-learn how to walk and talk again, and has huge gaps in his memory. He dropped to about 110 pounds, but a steady diet of my farm food and our whole goat milk brought him back up.
His seizures were mostly gone until my June 2016 diagnosis of breast cancer. The stress brought his seizures back, in full force, mutated.
My husband was very little help. Being too weak and stressed, I got rid of the goats, chickens, turkeys and quail. I convinced hubby to put the farm on the market, citing the long drive to town for treatments and hospitals as being the main reason.
But during the course of prepping the property for sale (clean and tidy plus repairs), I realized I was still doing 99% of the work.
I just couldn't anymore. I needed a partner, not another child. When the farm sold, we divided the profit, and I moved me and my son from Colorado to Kentucky, where I grew up. I found a good set of epilepsy doctors for Weslee and doctors for my cancer (total of four surgeries thus far), liver, derm and gastro.
We are in a tiny rented townhouse with a small patio that gets about 6-7 hours of sunlight in the Summer. I couldn't have a garden there last year (Weslee had a brain surgery gone wrong, had a stroke, nearly died, and is still struggling) but this year I have lots of tomatoes and other things started.
I have started writing again. Had really missed that. I sell little things here and there, hoping to someday soon buy a couple of acres for my last home. And Weslee's, as he has regressed and lost so much that he can never live alone.
With the horrible global pandemic of Covid-19 hanging over us, I took stock of my life. I am old. Acknowledged. Moving on... I am tired. Yeah, would love to sleep more than once a week. I am falling apart from various health situations. And because I am fat. Not pleasingly plump. Not overweight. F.A.T. Maybe some of my other health conditions would fade away if I lost weight, or at least, got healthy.
Today, I change.
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