Today is the day.

Well today is Chris's surgery. He's nervous. I'm just exhausted, couldn't sleep much last night. I don't know the technical part of what's going on today. I know that they are cutting into his shoulder and shaving off a little burr or some thing. My nice neighbor Trini, is gonna watch Pria while I'm there with Chris. She has a little boy, Jordan and Pria loves to play with him.

I'll post how he's doing and what exactly went on as soon as I figure it out.

Done for now...

Well I'm having some more issuse with Blogger surrounding my pictures not posting or opening right...or at all...so until they answer some of my emails and let me know what's going on I won't be blogging any pictures. I will most likely start uploading to shutterbugs. So I will write and link to it when I do.

Oh no! Not there....

Well as life begins to find a comfortable groove a wrench is thrown in. Chris recently sent out some resumes after Intel announced layoffs. He wasn't worried about loosing his job, but figured it was good to be covered in case. Well he isn't getting laid off but a new job may be offered. A job that is not located here. In fact it's loacted in the one place I have never wanted to visit, let alone live. That's right...it's in Utah. Lehi Utah. Oh but it gets better...training is 6 months long not here, or in Utah. Training is in Virginia. Molasses or something like that. So we'd move to Virignia, stay for a bit, then pack up and move to *gulp* Utah. Chris is very optomistic about it being a new experiance and a good way to buy a house. Utah houses are dirt cheap and huge. I'm not too thrilled. I like rain, mountains, the beach....I like here. Granted I can't buy a house a here, I can't even rent one. There's just something about Utah...more so mormons in Utah...that just makes me cringe and scream "POD PEOPLE!" I should have seen it coming though...I branch out and talk to people at church and try to make some friends...and now I may be moving.

At least this time I'd get paid to move....

Starting from the begining

Well it's been 2 months since I seperated my shoulder and I was expecting to be doing much better. So yesterday I went and saw my friend's mother whose a physical therapist. Well this lady was much better then the therapist I previously saw. Firstly she had seperated her shoulder before so she had first hand experiance. Her seperation was not as bad as mine and her's took her over 2 years to recover from. That news wasn't not happy for me. So we went over everything I had been doing, stretches and such that Jon (old therapist) had given me. To my complete annoyance she told me that one of the excersises I was doing was keeping my tendons from healing. Everytime I lifted my arm above my shoulder I was reripping everything. If I hadn't been doing those moves, I would have had scar tissue form and be healed and ready to strenghten everything. So for the next 2 months I have to restart form the begining...no lifting, no overhead reaching...I'm so not happy. I can't believe I wasted 2 months of stretching and strenghtening just to be told it was all hurting me. This just reaffirms my belief that doctors/therapists do more harm then good if they haven't had first hand experiance in something. So I'm off to go do wall pushups and plan on being better by next summer....or maybe the summer after that.