stories of a real life wonder woman

Today dad's road rash was uncovered and it was pusing which is a good sign but it looked super gross and well it made me a little sick to my stomach...ok a lot sick to my stomach...so I couldn't stay in there long and when I tried to eat lunch my stomach got a little more upset...and then I took a nap... I was thinking about some other things to tell you about my appointment yesterday even though mom already wrote about it on caringbridge.org...like how we got to see Joyce who is the new home hemo training nurse...the last time I saw her she was taking care of me in the hospital...so she was excited to see me again the other day again too...it's nice to have all these nurses around who care about me so much... Speaking of nurses we have had a lot of good nurses that have been taking care of dad...mom and I like the first nurse Tami because she gave it to us straight and then Chris had a very calming spirit that was nice...and then Kathy who it took some warming up to ge

If you don't know I love all things Rob Dyrdek...he's a pro skater who does a lot...including having a couple shows on MTV that I recently got both of my parents hooked on... A couple seasons ago on his show Fantasy Factory he did an episode titled Live You Brand were he made his cousin Drama "Live His Brand"...Drama heads up the brand Young and Reckless and Rob didn't think that Drama was reckless enough...so to make Drama prove himself...some of things they did were to smash Drama's brother's car (his brother is called Big Cat)...and then the climax of the show was when they both jumped out on a building like 6 or 7 stories high onto one of those giant blown up rectangles that they use for stunts in movies...proving that Drama was indeed reckless... Nicole and I were talking about it after having watched the episode the other night and she said it's like God is saying to us "Live Your Brand"...like with me I say I'm Wonder Woman...s

Most of today has been spent camping out in the cafeteria...mom and I go up to see dad every couple of hours... All morning in it was just mom, nicole, and myself...then friends from Wisconsin showed up since we have weathered a lot with them with my transplant and the death of the pastor we all used to be friends with that sort of brought us all together...now my cousin Lisa and her husband Phil are here...my cousin Cassie who is at the house with my grandma texts us every now and then to tell us what people are bringing over...thank you everyone so much...you have no idea how much that means to us...it also means a lot that so many people have been praying for us today...I think that is a big reason why I don't feel sick to my stomach today...means a lot to us that so many people care for us and want to love on us...I am definitely seeing people repay us for the things that dad has done for them...he used to always help people out and wouldn't ask for anything in return but

They took dad into surgery not to long ago...since all this happened I have been trying to think of things that happened on Thursday with dad and me that morning...and then what we keep hearing he did after the accident...so I'm going to run through it... Thursday morning I woke up and was supposed to go bike riding with my cousin Cassie (who I love) but I wasn't feeling good so I texted her to tell her I couldn't make it because I felt sick...then I decided to go downstairs and watch Die Hard...dad did his normal morning "she's alive" joke and then asked me if I wanted to go get groceries with him and I told him no...because well Lewie Frye is the slowest at getting groceries...then I took my place in front of the tv with my blankets...so he went outside and watered his plants and then came inside sort of distraught because a bunny had eaten his beans...then he asked what I was watching and I told him Die Hard and we laughed about my taste in movies and how

From a person that was in the twin towers when they were hit on 9-11...he escaped the tower and made it into a nearby building soon after the second tower fell...the was sitting on the floor shaking and a medic came up to him and said he was experiencing post tramtic stress...and he looked up at her and said "aren't I still in the tramtic situation?"...thats how I feel...I'm still in the middle of the bad dream that I can shake off or change... Last night I was having a hard time falling asleep so I wrote down my thoughts...this is what they were... Here's the problem...I don't want dad to be in pain and I want him to be able to do all the things he did before like work on his truck...mow the lawn...take care of the garden...cause he loves to do that...he's a farmer at heart...but with his leg injuries that might be a while yet...so if he's ok he will get depressed and might lose a leg which makes those things even harder...so that leaves me stuck

I went in and saw dad...and it was bad...I knew it was but seeing him like that...I lost it...can't lie...and I don't know if I can handle going in there again...but on the bright side I finally cried so I no longer feel like I am going to throw up... His kidney function is worse but that could actually be a plus because kidneys shut down to prevent the spread of things like infection...he has had at least 2 more units or blood so that makes 10 or 11... They also think that he may lose his leg if he makes it through the weekend...they are still having a hard time regulating his blood pressure and keeping him stable...so no surgeries till that gets regulated... I feel like there was something else they told us but that's all I can remember right now... Currently we are sitting at the hospital with friends...if you want to take something to the house feel free to leave something on the table or in the frigde or whatever...if you don't want to go in the house that&

Today my dad was in a motorcycle accident...he was riding on his way to work and the wind took his bike over into the other lane...dad tried to correct and either just crashed or crashed and was hit by a car...he was then airlifted to Rockford Memorial Hospital which is about an hour from where we live... When we were finally able to talk to the doctors about what happened here is what they said... He has no head neck chest or stomach injuries that are known (no internal bleeding no brain damage)...he has road rash all over and that is making it hard for his body to regulate temperature...he may have broken fingers and/or wrist but right now that is not a concern...he then has starting at the left hip in the femur below the ball joint a fracture...then on the right side (I think this is how it goes but I may have it backwards) that femur is broken along with maybe the tibia (I wrote that down but I am  not sure why)...the femur that broke severed his artery and caused a lot of blee

I know I usually post every Sunday but last night I ended up going to the movies with my best friend and my cousin and then felt totally wiped out when I got home...that tends to happen when you been doing things pretty much non-stop all week...and after you've gone on a bike ride earlier in the day... I have also decided that to try and help make my post shorter I would post more often during the week so if you are a blog/facebook creeper of mine keep your eyes open for that... I guess this week one of the things I want to talk about is something me and my mom were talking about on the way to and from the graduation parties we went to this weekend...I told her that there was this certain person that I have always been waiting for them to say something really good about me like they have a lot of my friends...this came up because we had just seen him...I think this man has really great insights and his compliments are really cool and hit right to the heart...but he has never gi

You've been telling us recently that you don't want any gifts for holidays or birthdays instead you want us to write something for you...like a favorite memory or a poem or anything really...you would think as someone who wants to be a writer this tasks wouldn't be daunting to me...but it is...because I do I pick out just one memory out of all the good ones I have...and how do I write something like this without crying... For all these years you have been by my side showing me what love and sacrifice looks like as you have sat by my hospital bed, slept in uncomfortable places, gone on long car rides, and spend countless hours in doctor's waiting rooms...all to make sure that I was ok or that I would be ok...and now you have learned a whole new machine and routine that takes up pretty much all of your free time just so I can be more comfortable... I have loved our talks as we drive to see the doctor or even the times I would call you from Arizona because I was freaki

A lot of interesting things have been happening this week... Been spending a lot of time with my cousin Cassie which has been a lot of fun... But things got a little intense-ish yesterday morning when Cassie and I got into an argument with another cousin of ours...part of me is mad at myself that I got into the argument...that I let myself get mad and raise my voice and such...but then I think about how I stood up for myself and my cousin and actually had a logical argument...so I go back and forth between being mad at myself and being proud of myself...which is confusing and is adding to the weird moods I have been having... I often go from wanting to cry to being super happy...which is nuts...I know but I am a girl...and a sick on at that... This week I have super hated having to be on dialysis but my brother Garrett has come over a couple times and brought friends so that has helped dialysis not be to bad...but I still hate being sick...I hate being tied to the house and my

First I love having my cousins Cassie around...she got in on Thursday and she might be here for a while and I am loving getting to spend time with her...she makes me laugh so much and I love seeing how much we are alike even though we didn't grow up together... This week and the weeks before I have been loving celebrating...and it was so great to be able to do that even more at Lance and Krystle's wedding last night...let me tell you me and my friends tore up the dance floor...we were out there for almost every song...and I felt like I new the coolest kid there when Adam would bust out his moves...dang that kid can dance... Anyways there were a couple of times when I couldn't believe what was going on and how much better I was doing from this point last year when I couldn't even walk up and down the stairs without getting worn out...and then ended up losing 20 pounds...I am doing so much better now...and when they played Dynamite by Taio Cruz you can bet I sang alon

I thought instead of writing about my week I would post a bunch of pictures and briefly talk about them and my day/week that way... so for those of you who don't know I graduated this week and that's a big freakin deal...after being so sick and yet still making it to that day I cried a lot... First I should say that I am so glad I got to spend so much of my vacation with these people...my family that lives in AZ...so blessed to have them... Graduation day it's self was interesting...I was pretty nervous and didn't sleep good...and even though I think my brother Danny can be super annoying... And that shows in this picture... I was really trilled he was there...took off work and everything...he's a pretty amazing brother... And then this happened... And I was supposed to dance across the stage...but I was trying not to cry and/or pee my pants...cause I felt a little like this... But mostly despite all the t