My momager had LTKR. She is not doing well. I make sure and make all the noise if she struggles for Dad to come running. I am watching her, while the other couch is her temporary rehab spot. She tells me not to worry. I worry These are her words. “Knee Replacement Affirmation Day 6 Post Op 5/18/2025 I am writing this for my own reminder and maybe help someone somewhere that is questioning helping themselves with total knee replacement. This is so not easy, it’s painful, it’s hard, it’s a lot. It’s going to take everything out of you and you are and will question your choices. But it has taken me 59 years to get here. My knees (yes both) have been operated on, now 4 times between the left and right. There is nothing left for them to give. They will not sustain my level of life I want to continue to have. For the last 7 years, my knees has slowly changed who I am and what I can do. I refuse to keep aging one more day and allow it to define me. The left is now done and we have to just battle. The right will get done next. I have already been asked. Will you still do your right leg, knowing the pain and struggle you are currently experiencing? YES, Yes I will! Let me tell you why; Because I want to continue to be able to hold hands and play on a swingset with three little girls, without me holding on to a cane or walker. Because I want to continue to fish. To stand in the shifting sand beside my husband and son. I want to be able to continue to plant my feet and pull in a 40” Bull Red from 200-300 meters out in the surf. Because I want to be able to climb some stairs one day and watch three beautiful girls accept a diploma. Because I want to continue to rescue and help a dog or cat. Because I want to be able to stand and syringe feed a baby kitten, dog, raccoon in the middle of the night. Because I want to walk out on a softball diamond and continue to coach some little girls fall in love with a game. I want someone to ask my son, is that your mother still out there, and he say, yes it is. Because I want to chase my dogs, plant my plants, feed my birds, stand and watch my fish. Because I want to walk beside my husband to whatever destination that he wants to go explore. Because I have more things I want to do for the next 59 years and I want what I want. I don’t want to be a burden. So yes, currently at Day 6 I have been just barely hanging on. But I know it will not be like this forever and it took me 59 years, that is 21, 535 days, to get here. It’s going to take more than 6 days to get back to where I need to be headed. Plus, Mark Bowlin is not going to let me fail. So, if you are scared or wondering. Yes, it hurts. Hurting is such a mild word to describe this dumpster fire. Yes, it’s hard. But what life do you want to live? Just cry through it, and keep going. You can do it, don’t give up on yourself. I need new knees and I plan on getting them bitches! One down, one to go! Enjoy my beautiful sunflower. While I pass out, because that was a lot of energy to write all that crap. ✌️” (fb)

We are on vaca 🏖️. We said she could sleep with us. 🤫 Ssshhh.. be quiet, she is asleep. #mylittlehuman (fb)