Big Jake

Jake and I passed our certification test today. Jake and I have been together for just over a year now, and today's test has me finally taking possession of Jake and all his paperwork.

I owe everyone at St Francis my deepest thanks.

Boil

I haven't been very consistent with my blog posts recently. I don't really have an excuse. Sure, things have been busy : trips to Maryland, Charlotte, and Charlottesville, the end of Amanda's school year, Cora graduating from Pre-K, and the list goes on...but plenty of things have sprung to mind as being worthy of a post.

A few posts that are overdue belong to Cora and Louise, some to Amanda, some to my family, and maybe a few more weird music videos. An important post about a group of supporters is also in the works (I'm trying to come up with a nickname for the collective group!).

When it comes to the girls, a part of me wants to gush advice and wisdom. I wish I had some words that could provide some support, guidance, life lessons, or carry warnings of potential pitfalls. But life happens while you're making plans. I'm off to ponder. Be back on the boil soon...

D-day

Forgive the shameless attempt at attention grabbing with the title of this post. But today is a personal D-day of sorts.
Yesterday was the last day of the school year which made today the first day (officially) that Amanda stayed home to care for me.

We are both very excited and happy that Amanda is able to stay with me, and it's something that was made a possibility because of the Conway Cup. But the aid of the VMI Soccer community, family, and friends made it truly feasible; an effort pulled together by the head coach, Richie Rose.

Combine that with the noticeable bump in my frame of mind and improved energy, and it's an understatement to say that life since the end of the drug trial has been good.

I wish that meant that there was some sort of improvement in my symptoms, but that hasn't happened. I don't expect it to, either.

Right now, if I extend my forearm parallel with the ground and my palm is facing the ground, I struggle to keep my hand up for more than a second or two. While I do have limp wrists, I think it's a little late to start a career in fashion

To everyone who helped with the Conway Cup, and the VMI Soccer community, family, and friends : Thank you for today. Thank you for helping me keep Amanda home for at least the next year.

R

SL