It's. like the prelimenary shit you have to go thru to get to the good stuff. Its like...como te digo...a grey dawn. And the dreams me tienen loca, I wake up scared and talking to someone that I think is really there...osea, horrible! And now I am even HORRIBLER (I don't care if it's not a real word)....horribler because I am COMPLAINING!!! I mean, look what God just got me through!

So I am praying for a soft and thankful heart.

"O Lord, thou hast made us for thyself,
and we are restless until we find our rest in thee." -Augustine-

Mmmm y yo.....well I'm at a weird point right now. Not dark, justgris. I've been here before after a few of my operations....it's like im ready to go on and I'm insanely happy that the 'hard part' is done....then I hurt so bad and therapy exercises are things like switch your weight, back and forth, tighten your quad, release, put wieght on your heal...como, it should be EASY. And then it's NOT!!