This week it’s the Santa Shop at the Oldest Kidlet’s school- where the kids can bring in money and pick out gifts for their loved ones, and bring them home wrapped. When the Oldest Kidlet started begging me for money, I was reminded of what happened during last year’s Santa Shop.
It’s been one year since I was hospitalized for extremely low iron and kept in the hospital because I had mysterious fevers and pains that needed to be diagnosed!
And it’s been a year without many health scares. I’ve had a few flareups. But before I went to the hospital, it was once or twice a month. So it’s been a really great year. (Even if I did have to have a colonoscopy and drink that HORRIBLE prep liquid beforehand)
I’d been so focused on the other anniversary coming up that I hadn’t even thought about this one. (Fair warning, things might just be a little more down here than usual)