Empowered women, empower women?

Ok, before I get into this. I’m not one of those let’s grab a picket sign and march up and down the street about something. The only place I’m marching to is the bar, to get a glass of wine.

But did anyone see what our bodies can do? I mean I’m not one to talk about pregnancy, I’m not there yet, but men couldn’t do it. (This is where I lose any guy followers to the “man flu.”)

What I have been though, what my body has been through is just insane to me. 3 goddamn rounds of ECMO. Intubated 6 times. 4 major surgeries. And we just hit a full year since it all started.

But it’s kind of freakin amazing right?

I can’t really walk well but I can sit on my stationary bike and pedal for what feels like days. I didn’t think I would ever even wake up again a year ago.

Sometimes to me it seems like I’ve made no progress at all, but then I sit there and actually think about it; here I am, a walking freakin’ miracle.

Also, I’m writing a book. Who am I? Like an actual book about my life that I hope to someday turn into a hardcover print, that people may want to read or something. I was told if I want something I have to manifest it. I have to put it out there into the universe and hope that my hard work someday turns into something even greater!

But for now, I’ll keep blogging, making edits to the crazy book that I have so many ideas for...

Today is a good day for a good day!

xo