One year ago was my back surgery. My
laminectomy. I remember saying, "at some point, this will all just be a bad memory." And, thank goodness, now it is. Today, at Playgroup, Jen and I were actually laughing about some of the funnier parts...remember the
breast pump? What a year it's been. It's sometimes hard to remember that this was all part of the plan for me, even the retched radiation, and that it all started with something as sweet as this:

I still have to have periodic MRIs, but I have no other lingering symptoms or complications. I'm thankful for the perspective it has given me, but really feel like I haven't realized the true reason for the whole ordeal. I don't yet know what I was supposed to learn, I'm just glad it's over. I haven't been to the doctor in SIX MONTHS!!!!! YAHOO!
Thank you to everyone who brought over meals, did my laundry, cared for my baby, came and spent the night with me, came and spent the night with me in the hospital, came and spent the summer with me, drove me to doctor's appointments, called, sent cards, and prayed on my behalf. I definitley owe you one.