{I actually wrote this September 30, 2014.  Today is my birthday and last year’s kinda sucked so I thought this would be a fitting post.}

I received a text today from my husband:

I chuckled because it was such a simple yet effective reminder of the hell I was going through exactly one year ago today. Lying in a hospital bed, in excruciating pain after having several organs ripped out of me. Barely coherent and doped up beyond my wildest fears. The complications that nearly killed me and the agony of a lengthy recovery.

Most women would never dream of hunting alone much less for a whole week in another state for a species they knew nothing about.

But I am obviously not most women. Continue reading Sunday Morning Musings – Happy Surgical Anniversary Day & How Far I’ve Come →