A couple years back I took this photo for a class. Joseph Dunmire the owner of Iron Anchor Tattoo, in Marion, Illinois painted this. I was there the whole session watching and photographing him doing his thing. It was in the middle of winter and freezing in his basement. The painting is a true beauty, and this photo of the painting is AMAZING as well. I am thinking of working on this image, to change some things up.
Over Christmas I was doing a dear friends photography. It was of her two beautiful little girls. After the shoot I decided to do some maternity photos for my friend. She was due anytime. The shoot happened early, due to me rescheduling the shoot. Thankfully I did move the shoot up. The next day she went into labor. I would have not been able to do the girls Christmas shoot or maternity photos. I love her belly, it is such a perfect baby belly. I was honored to have shot these images for her and her last pregnancy.
Is she not totally beautiful!?!?!?!
The title says it all. I do have to say that I have not been very open on my public Facebook for all to see about this. I do not want the pity, the OH GOD I AM SO SORRY, the fake I am here for yous. There are only a few who mean it. I figured out I share here because there is like literally no one reads my blog lol.
Soooooooo…….
Yesterday I went in and had the first spot removed got stitches on the inside and on the outside. Thankfully they numbed the area, but they did not numb so well I still felt it a bit. I tried to tell them. I kind of feel like a sewn up gutted fish. So I am glad that it was on my back. As I still have to run the house I pose a huge risk of ripping these damn stitches. YAY ME! I feel the pulls in most of the movements, the bending, moving my arms, and such. Why does it have to be in such an awkward place?! I’ll live, I think I need to throw my own pity party right now while I sit here in annoying pain. They said oh take Tylenol you will be okay, it will not hurt bad. I am sitting here thinking you just cut me open gutted me, stitched inside and out. It is not going to hurt bad? That makes literally no sense in my mind. Does it yours?
Of course word gets around quick. My father calls. I talk to him for a few minutes tell him about all of it, he even tells me they should have given something more than take Tylenol for at least a couple days after. I talk to him about how I might change doctors because I feel disconnected with mine. If you have ever felt that with a doctor you will understand if not I hope you never do. Its like they do not care and you are just dismissed. I found out that since I do not need to be in the sun, that I should be taking Vitamin D supplements from a friend, FROM A FRIEND! not my Dr. Not the person that is supposed to be looking after me. This friend even is in the sun and does not get enough, so imaging my lack there of. How insane is that?
In two weeks I get stitches removed, and more results read. Then in two months I get my first body check.
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