I have seen so many others say this....and I just have to say it too...THANK GOODNESS I found you guys! You all GET it and always have sound advice and suggestions, but just as importantly, my heart is healed when I read your words.
As we all know, this is - for most - a grueling experience physically, mentally, and emotionally. In those dark, lonely, middle-of-the-night times when I can't find relief or escape from "THE KNEE"...BoneSmart is there, inches away, on my nightstand in my iPad or iPhone.
Even when I see no one actually online there are thousands of posts I can read. Posts that inspire me, comfort me, make me laugh, and posts that give me hope. The most important posts that I read, however, are those that open my eyes to the suffering of others; those are the posts that God sometimes leads me to...reminding me to pray for others, to be grateful for the blessings in my life, and I once again find the courage and the strength to get out of bed in the morning and get on with my life.
My husband, who I have painted as a dastardly villain here, is my hero. He will, and does, anything for me. He does it cheerfully and lovingly. In my weakest moments, when I'm struggling with dispair of ever being "normal" again, guilt worms it's way into my heart..."I'm a burden....I'm a baby....wah, wah...". And then, in the sometimes bizarre workings of the human emotions, I manage to twist those irrational thoughts and imagine them as being what my husband MUST be thinking.
So...for those of you wonderful warriors leaping to my defense against the unfeeling and stupid beast I'm married to...thank you! He truly is a loving, patient, and compassionate man...and quite charming and incredibly handsome, as well!
Thank you for understanding and pacifying the grumbling and whining of a normally quite happy and positive person.