Tuesday, September 11, 2018
September 11th has a dual meaning for me and my family. On September 11th, 2013, my dad returned home from a horrific motorcycle accident that put him in a coma for five weeks, due to a traumatic brain injury. 79 days after he entered the ICU at Sanford Hospital in Sioux Falls, my mom wheeled him to the front doors of Sanford in a wheelchair. He then stood up and walked out the doors on his own. We then drove back home to Worthington, MN and had a pizza party. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.
So yeah. September 11th is quite the day for me. An emotional rollercoaster.
Thursday, September 6, 2018
|Proof of my blister|
So yeah, my blister, as it turns out, is not a big deal.
Monday, September 3, 2018
Be a hard worker. Put forth maximum effort. Work to be good at what you do. Putting forth effort is a choice. Please, for the sake of our children and future, make the right choice. Choose effort.