The month of May has changed for me.
Last year on May 13th, 2015, I almost lost my life to a DVT and PE. Thankfully, a doctor named Tex Cabaniss saved me. I had NO IDEA how serious it was at the time and I know that was God's protection. If I had known, I think I would have freaked out and it would have made it hard for my body to stay calm. I was in so much pain and oblivious to the seriousness. All I cared about was when my next pain meds were coming and if I could have coffee with my breakfast. TRUTH.
As of April 13, 2016, the clot is back in a smaller form. Today I saw my doctor and found out I am on Xarelto for "probably" life. I have a check up appointment and leg ultrasound in 3 months. I've been told to put my bed on bricks to elevate my leg. I must wear my compression stockings and supportive (not as cute) shoes. BUT, there are lots of things to be thankful for too. I'm not in the hospital. I don't have to be on a heparin drip. I can walk and exercise. It's okay to have a drink as long as it's just one every now and then. I have a doctor who is wicked smart and kind nurses. I am thankful that God saved my life last year, and one little non-occlusive clot is not going to stop me from being who I am this year.
My sweet encouraging sister, Amber, sent me the quote on the right to me today after my appointment. I so needed it. My previous post talked about intentional discomfort and just to show how "uncomfortable" I was, I didn't even post it on FB like I usually do. LOL! Seriously y'all, I got scared. I feel like a middle schooler in some ways, a kid in some, and a middle aged woman who longs for who own family in other ways. This is a strange time for me. I am waiting for things. It's no secret I am looking for a new job. I thought I had one in the bag in March, but God had other plans. In April, I was offered a job, then they had to resend because of the district.
So, now I wait.
It's also no secret I am not getting any younger. I am as single now as I was when I turned 21. Life is not meant to be lived alone and I pray for the day I will get to share it with someone.
Until then, I wait.
In the waiting time, I have been blessed with sweet support. My mom, Amber and Scarlett have encouraged me, prayed for me, listened to me vent, read my long text messages asking for help and have loved me JUST AS I AM. That is huge to me. They have let me be myself and figure out what the heck is going on in my life. Amber takes pictures for B Love Photography, buys my dinner, gives me massages and provides a refuge at her home in Spring. Thank you, Amber. Mom has made Sundays better because I go to church and lunch with her. When I ask Millie on Sunday mornings, "Are you ready to see Grammy and Bud-Bud?", she runs and jumps like a little bronco. Thank you, Mom. Scarlett has cooked me dinner, listened to me rant, let me bring Millie over, and been there to make me laugh. Thank you, Scarlett.
And then of course, there is Millie. She is the sunshine in my day. I love that pup more than I can explain. She is a snuggler and I so need snuggles. She is a fun dog that makes me laugh and I need laughter! She is my friend and I need a good friend right now.
Love,
Brandee




























