Don't look now!

I don't know half of Kathy's friends!
There seems to be so MANY, that I wonder if there is some kind of band wagon effect going on here!
I am struck by the contrast of what I imagine MY stay in a hospital would be like.
(Caution; based on this experience with Kathy, you should NOT be hospitalized until you have at least one fourth of the amount of her friends!)

This has been a day of waiting. I want to design a tattoo to help cover the scarring that she will have. Something pretty with vines that turn to flowers whose blooms become butterflies.
(If it was MY legs I think I would tattoo the scars as the SAME scars. That way you could still see them if the real scars faded over time! I'd be strutting PROOF of the horrific sh*t I survived!!!)

I have not acknowledged them in this blog yet, but My Boys, Parrish, Gage and Thane have been great through this. They are alone at home when I am up here. Kathy's Girls (friends not daughters) have helped my boys at the house (Thank you). Kathy has been touched by how the boys have checked on her, sent her cards and texts. (And she has yet to see her facebook page!) Destiny and Kennady have been dolls during visits! My oldest, Christopher, is in Afghanistan, but his wife, Julie, has kept in touch through this. My sister and her husband... Don't look now Baby, but I THINK YOU HAVE A FAMILY!