Friday, January 23, 2015

My ArmOr my life- Starting at Chapter 5

Chapter  15: Opening My Diary

Facing it- Initially

Facing weeks of dependency on my family, neighbors, and friends- I did what anyone in my homebound situation would do in this modern era of reality shows and social networking.  I joined Facebook (FB) updating my status for close family and friends that were on that site. Some of my entries show my truth, feelings, and life changes related to my broken arm and partial shoulder replacement.  The first entries were difficult because one arm still fought working.  When it did move forward to the keyboard, that limb did as it pleased causing typos and pain.  The italic words are explanations or expansions of my thoughts and feelings.

After my trip and fall, the first words out of my mouth as I flew to that crash landing on my shoulder were, “I don’t believe this!”  I still don’t!

This is not my typical reaction to a fall.  I think that possibly the song on the boat radio before this harsh landing colored my communication. The Journey melody entitled ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ was going to be hard to do.

When I broke my left arm by the shoulder last week, while still conscious, I said to the ER doctor, “I’ve lost my sense of Humerus (bone).  It broke! Can’t feel it anymore!”  In reality, the Humerus gave me enduring pain except when they medicated me as needed!

He read my chart hardly smiling so I turned to my daughter adding, “Tough crowd in the ER- today!”  The X-Ray tech got the joke smirking while relaying my silliness to her colleague! As decisions were made about transporting me to a trauma hospital, I prayed and meditated knowing my only course was through this ordeal and suffering to get the healing started.

In those traumatic moments, I failed to wrap my head around just how bad that bone broke and why a trauma doctor took over my case.  If I’d totally understood the magnitude of my issues, my mind might have snapped.  My psyche turned fear into intermittent jokes to alleviate the tension allowing for small emotional eruptions.

Even as I told  my husband and daughter that I was sorry for falling and ruining our day at the park, feeling sorry as in pity is not an option to healing! Two hospitals later- with the last being an excellent while newer trauma center- several days later, a partial bionic shoulder arm piece is my new normal.  They say I have six months to full recovery but I should!  My recovery went far beyond those expectations and not in a good way.

I, also, wrote to my friends and relatives On FB; “I still have my sense of humor!”  It’s my coping mechanism.

Some relatives and friends came too soon to see me because the two hour surgery went way past that mark.  It lasted over five going on six hours; so some visitors left before talking to me at that hospital.  My FB entry let them know I understood. At the second hospital, I was not really ready to socialize after surgery but thanks for coming by or calling.

On August 27, 2009, my entry read; “It’s Thursday and about ten days after surgery.  I could barely walk to the DR’s office due to fatigue, rapid heartbeat, and dizziness.  I blame the painkiller and am taking myself off it!”

On the way to the trauma, orthopedic surgeon, I decided to walk the ten cars and two blocks to his front door.  The blocks were air conditioned as well as inside a wing of the huge hospital. I paused and hesitated four or five times with cold sweats and shortness of breath; it might have appeared a stroke occurred each time my body moved more than ten feet- meaning two feet moving five steps each. Not to mention the constipation!  Relief from that pain medication gave me more pain and physical discomfort than my bionic limb.  I converted to aspirin that very day.

How do people get addicted; that medication made me feel worse and panicked? It made no sense that some people get hooked on these medications or street drugs.  Every time a doctor prescribes me a modern drug, it isn’t a miracle medication as much as a wonder drug.  I wondered why I took it because my body reproduced the rare side effects.  Once, a long time ago, I took high blood pressure medication.  Within two weeks, I couldn’t even lift a fork to eat my muscles were so sluggish and tired.  My body suffered the rare side effect that could cause death.  Taking myself off that drug, I changed doctors, too.  We worked on stress reduction to reduce my blood pressure as well as natural remedies.

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Monday, November 3, 2014

Cowboys & Christmas Blog Tour


Welcome to the

Blog Tour!

A kickoff of two new holiday romances by Shanna Hatfield

and a fundraiser for the Justin Cowboy Crisis Fund

An Interview with the Men of Hardman Holidays

Three characters from Shanna Hatfield’s historical holiday series, Hardman Holidays join us today. Set in the western town of Hardman, Oregon, this series of sweet romances highlights determined women and the men who fall for them. Luke Granger, Blake Stratton, and Arlan Guthry talk about life in Hardman in the 1890s.

A warm welcome to you all. Tell us a little about how you met.

Luke: We all grew up in Hardman. Blake moved here with his parents from England just after my family arrived from New York when we were quite small. Arlan, your parents moved here before you were born, didn’t they? I was young enough I don’t remember.

Arlan: Yes, they did. My brother, Adam, was just a year old when they moved to Hardman. I was born two years later. Blake’s mother was a friend of my mother’s.

Blake: That’s right. When Mum and Dad returned to England, she mentioned how much she missed visiting with your mother, although she didn’t say the same about Luke’s.

Luke: (Grins) Dora Granger just takes a little getting used to. Besides, she’s completely changed for the better since I married Filly.

Blake: Rather like you, ol’ chum.

What type of work do you do?

Luke: I own the Hardman Bank and manage it with Arlan’s capable assistance. I also raise cattle, hold an interest in a lumber mill, and a partnership in a mine.

Blake: He doesn’t want to get bored. (Blake and Arlan chuckle). While Luke is running hither and yon to meetings and the like, I stay home and carve furniture or work with my horses.

Luke: The Viscount should mention his furniture is in high demand both in England and America under the Roxbury House name. He also breeds and trains some of the best horses in this part of the country.

Arlan: His stallion, Romeo, is quite an impressive beast.

Blake: Romeo’s feelings would be hurt to hear you refer to him as a beast.

Arlan: If the name fits… As Luke mentioned, I work at the bank as his assistant. When I’m not there, I play the trumpet in the community band, and participate in activities around town.

Luke: And I thought he just had a thing for the phantasmagorical wonders of the new magician who rolled into town.

(Arlan frowns at Luke while Blake laughs)

Arlan: You just like to say the word "phantasmagorical" and work it into nearly every conversation since Alex came to town. She is a very talented magician.

Blake: And very beautiful.

Luke: And single. Don't forget she is as free and unfettered as they come, should anyone be interested in courting her.

(Arlan glares at Blake and Luke)

Use  five words to describe the most wonderful thing in your life

Luke: Filly - my wife, my love.

Blake: Beautiful Ginny - wife, friend, lover.

Arlan: That’s a tough one. Maybe you can come back to me on that.

Luke: (Slaps Arlan on the back) It’s just us. Go on, Arlan, fess up.

Arlan: (Frowning at Luke while fidgeting with his pocket watch.) Look at the time, we really must be going.

Before you leave, tell us what’s the best part of Christmas in Hardman?

Arlan: The sounds of carols, the crunch of snow beneath my boots, and the decorations. There is a feeling of kinship and welcome all around town.

Blake: (Snorts and shakes his head) Don’t forget the food, Arlan. You’re about to neglect a very important part of the holidays.

Luke: Like Filly’s cakes, tarts, and candies. There are the sweet breads and rolls, jams and pies, and the best cookies.

Blake: (Glances at Luke) Did she make those chocolate meringue things again?

Arlan: I had the rash idea Filly and Ginny were the best part of the holiday season for you two. It will be my pleasure to let them know you much prefer cookies and bread to their love and devotion. (Smirks at his friends)

Thank you for joining us. Any parting words for our readers?

Luke: Thank you for hosting us today. If you enjoy sweet holiday romances set in the past, I hope you’ll consider reading our stories in The Christmas Bargain, The Christmas Token, and The Christmas Calamity.

Where to Find The Books

Travel back to a different time with the historic Hardman Holiday Series,

christmas bargain coverbeginning with The Christmas Bargain

Now through Dec. 24, Shanna will donate 10 percent of the net proceeds from all her book sales to the Justin Cowboy Crisis Fund. JCCF logoThe JCCF is a non-profit organization that assists rodeo athletes who’ve sustained catastrophic injuries and are unable to work for an extended period.

You’re Invited to PARTY!

You’re invited to join in the online Cowboys & Christmas Facebook Party Thursday, Nov. 13 from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. (PST). Drop in anytime during those four hours to enter to win great prizes, chat with guest authors, and more! Here’s the link to the party:

The third book in the Hardman Holidays sweet Victorian romance series releases that day! The Christmas Calamity takes readers back to Hardman just in time for the holiday season. Preorders are available now for just $1.99 on Kindle. You can reserve your copy here:

In addition, the first book in the Hardman Holidays series, The Christmas Bargain, will be available free that day, as well!

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About Shanna Hatfield

Shanna Hatfield 2A hopeless romantic with a bit of sarcasm thrown in for good measure, Shanna Hatfield is a bestselling author of sweet romantic fiction written with a healthy dose of humor. In addition to blogging and eating too much chocolate, she is completely smitten with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.

Shanna creates character-driven romances with realistic heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

She is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, and Romance Writers of America.

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