Moving Forward...life before, during and after a meniscus transplant

I don’t want to be one of those people that whines about getting older.  I don’t want to care about the number of candles on my hypothetical birthday cake.  I don’t want to cringe when people sing happy birthday to me.  But, for better or worse, it looks like I am one of those people... To be clear, I’m not saying this because I want to hear “you look great though” or “being 40 is great, I promise” or anything like that. This is one of those times where I just need to be ok with feeling these feels and writing about them and letting them fall where they may. And I do appreciate Happy Birthday wishes from people, and appreciate the messages and emails wishing me a happy day, but the process of having another year  decade fly by has me all tangled up inside... Apparently even 3 year old me wasn’t a fan of birthday hoopla!  I’m definitely not graceful or gracious about this whole process. In fact I feel like I’m entering my 40’s with the poise of Homer Simpson.  Be

It’s been a little while since I’ve written on here.  Sorry about that.  Or, you’re welcome... I can’t assume all of you (not actually sure if I’m talking to anyone) want to read frequent ramblings from me on here. It’s definitely been hard to find time to settle down and write. I’ve also just not had much to say (that doesn’t involve whining about the difficulty of parenting a 12 year old boy or the fact that time is literally flying by at light speed and I cannot seem to catch up). But I’ve got some pockets of down-time here and there, so let’s see what I can come up with, or rather, what I can unload to free up some emotional/cognitive/rational space in my brain.  Mother’s Day happened this past weekend. It’s a curious day for me, and one that has gotten more curious to me the past few years as I’ve become more certain and confident in who I am and what I want in my life. I think that’ll be a post for a different time though so I’ll leave you all (there I go assu

B elow is the letter I will send to the tissue donation center.  With the tissue ID number given to me by my doctor, they will send this letter along to the donor family (this donor family has agreed to be contacted if a recipient wishes to do so).  The donor center has a pretty specific format that they ask you to follow, so with respect to the company and the certainty that they know best, I followed their format in how to structure the letter. I am not sure if I would have written it much differently, and am ultimately grateful for the guidance on the types of things that are ok to share. I meant to get this done and sent during the month of April (which is organ and tissue donation awareness month), but life happened, and I am finishing it on May 1st instead. Below is the link to my blog post, pre-surgery, about tissue donation: http://kealohathoughts.blogspot.com/2017/10/cadavers-and-tissue-and-surgery-oh-my.html Dear Donor Family, I am writing to thank you for