As I told you before, somethings wrong with my arm. The doctors don´t really know...   I´ve got a time for a knew xray on thursday. But I´m not supposed to use the arm at all.

That makes things really interesting! You don´t realize how much you need your both hands! I feel so handicapped!  My day goes something like this;

1. Putting clothes on with one hand. It´s pretty easy. Until there´s buttons. And, putting on a bra, (not so often if you´re a man, I suppose), it´s almost impossible!
2. Brushing your teeth. Well, you can brush them, but holding your toothbrush with one hand and putting toothpaste on with the same hand...
3. Taking a shower. Yeah, that´s allright. I squeeze shampoo directly in my hair. And most of the bottles content, too.
4. Breakfast. Making (or not!) a sandwich, coffee (more coffee). And helping the kids. Seriously? Right now the kids are helping me.
5. Driving the kids to school. I´ve driven a few times, but it´s not good for anyones health.
6. Cleaning the house, washing up, doing the dishes, doing the laundry, taking care of our pets etc etc. Well, you can imagine. Somethings I can do, most of them I can´t.
7. I´m used to do yoga everyday, I now I can´t! It feels awful! I´ve tried, though, but it´s not really working out...at all! Same goes for photography, I can´t take pics!
8. Making dinner. Here I have to use my imagination! Creative food, anyone?
9. Helping the kids with their homework, with washing, clothing, putting them to bed etc. I can use my voice as usual, and you do need your voice with kids. I´m pretty good at this. (If the painkillers don´t make me so tired I fall asleep on the couch )
10. Look at 1 and 2

So this is how I get thru the day.

We really don´t give enough credit to people who are disabled, and have to get thru everyday with only one arm!

Before it´s too late. The earthquake in Haiti, it`s so unbelievably horrible! So many people lost their lives, their loved ones, homes, everything... Sitting in a warm house, feeling safe, I just can´t believe it! Let´s do what we can to help the people in Haiti.

Why does it have to be some sort of catastrophe before we really think about these things? It´s so easy to take things for granted, and think "it wont happen to me". Sorry guys, but it can... I thought I´ d never  be in a car crash. Well, I was. I thought I´ d never be seriously ill. Yes, I was (am)... And the worst part for a mum/dad/parent. You don´t think anything will happen to your kid (even if it´s our worst fear). Last autumn, my 7-year old son got a serious infection. We nearly lost him.

But life goes on, and so it should. Today I´m arguing with my son of very trivial things. As usual.

We can´t go on living our lives and be afraid of the worst all the time. But we can, once in a while, pause and think. Think about the great things in our lives, be grateful. Without a disaster. Right?

Uuuhh. Monday morning. And nothing´s working as it should.

I tried (about 2 times) to think "oh, what a wonderful morning, the beginning of a new, fresh week"! I  didn´t convince anyone, including myself. The older kids looked at me like I should be locked up somewhere.

But honestly, it´s harder for everyone to get up, find clothes, get dressed, love your sister, eat etc. on a Monday morning. And the kids forget whatever they have to have with them (R was one morning on his way out when he noticed he didn´t have any shoes on...And it was very cold outside!).

I´m trying to get on with one arm, and it isn´t easy. The pain isn´t easy, either... the painkillers doesn´t help, and I can´t sleep or do anything normally.  It´s...frustrating. (I was going to use another word...)

So, if I don´t update my blog so often now, it´s because the pain makes me disoriented. But I´ll be back!

When I was 28, I was in hospital, learning how to walk again. I spent my 29th birthday in hospital. I will not bore you with medical details.

It may sound easy, learning to walk; most of us walk all the time. But it isn´t. Man, it´s hard! Not only physically, but mentally, too. And it´s not easy on family and friends, either. Everything changes, and you`ll now that it will never be the same again. For good and for bad. I know it´s a cliché , but you don´t understand what you got until you´ve lost it. I know I didn´t.

I did learn to walk again. I still have good and bad days, but don´t we all? And my list of diagnosis is longer than my medical list, that´s good, right? :)

Life is a little bit like walking. You learn, think you got it, and then you fall. It´s all about getting up again. It´s not always easy, but you´ll get up. Somehow