Days go by. I don’t leave the house like I should. I’m hiding inside my walls. I force myself to go out. I’m always thankful for it. In fact, I feel better and I get more accomplished and I want to DO more. More than I have the last few days. When all I want [...]
that orphan chick might have liked singing about “Tomorrow”…i’ve never liked orphans anyway
It has been a rough couple of days. It’s felt both good and bad. I’ve felt lost at the hurt piled up around all the changes in my body. The days are full of smiles of kids’ that are as glad as me that I’m home. There have been days when I realize my own [...]
the lido deck…where we find drinks with colorful umbrellas…and Isaac
Just the other night I found an envelope that had never been opened. I ripped it open, because that’s how I am, and guess what I found. I was the holder of a Disney Cruise ticket dated back in November 2009. Just hours after I had my strokes. I feel lucky that I wasn’t on [...]
i could write about pink bunnies and plaid zebras but that makes no sense!!
I’m not afraid to talk about my strokes. I guess some people would rather not hear all about it, but that’s how I do things. I did it back when I talked about Peyton having cancer. I told it honestly, openly and didn’t hold much back. I tried not to make it Lifetime-movie-of-the-week, but I [...]
the one where i post a little about the difference between pretty and beautiful
Today I sent my child to school in a cheerleader uniform. It was tan and green and had forest green spanky pants. It wasn’t an outfit for school, most would think. It was a get-up only a kindergartner could love. She felt beautiful. In a few years she’ll be too old and “mature” to wear [...]
wheelchairs are the new black, you gotta try it
Since I’ve been in a wheelchair, I have all kinds of new ideas. Like…do you remember Jimmy Stewert in the Hitchcock flick Rear Window? Who knows, maybe the neighbor is out to kill me. Maybe the neighbor’s DOG is really the murderer. Like…do you ever think of the character Artie on Glee. The one that [...]
the smallest bits, they make the largest parts sometimes
Some days I have to find to find a way to grow hope. It can be the fingers moving the smallest bit in this video…it can also be remembering how to make the video. Take your pick. my hand action from Anissa Mayhew on Vimeo.
i’m having a party. the pity variety that comes with choice of whine
“Can I?” A phrase the people that know me best are sick of hearing. They tell me not to ask for permission, they’re not used to it. Just a few month ago I had a whole different existence. I didn’t have choices to make. I was lucky to be alive and they let me know [...]
i sometimes get excited by silly things like unicorns and tax returns
Every day is something new. A reason to be excited. Whether I’m able to move my leg a little more, or see some progress in my face…there is always something. And a part of me is worried. About the friends that will see me like this for the first time this summer. The ones that [...]
i had this post about how i do things, but i don’t really do THINGS often
You will wake up. You will stare at the wall. You will wonder how this day could possibly be any different from the day before. You find your wheelchair. You get up. You do your exercises and stretches. You spend too long doing too little work. You nap. You play with your kids. You laugh [...]
having a personal set of disney dolls might not be down-the-well, putting-the-lotion-on-its-skin creepy, but still
I visited my old therapists. These were the ones I had last before I was able to go home. Belle, Cinderella and Jasmine. That’s what we called them and that’s what they’ll stay. These three ladies taught me enough so that I could go home. They gave me what I needed to be able to [...]
things that stink about having a stroke, really REALLY stink
Back before I had the stroke, I was a very busy blogger. I always had someone to meet, a company to rep, a product to try. Dude, I was busy. I also wrote my blog that I loved, I wrote the blog that I dreamed about (and it came true), and these were just a [...]
my first steps of independence, but i only have one leg that works, so its the faceplant of indepedence
Last night my oldest daughter had a sleepover and our son was home late from an outing. It meant our youngest was an only child for a while. It was torture, clearly. So to make up for it we offered her the kind of reward only possible at Chick Fil A. Waffle Fries. Yay!!! But, [...]
About Anissa
Erma Bombeck said something that pretty much defines my approach to life.... "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and I could say, "I used everything you gave me." If you switch the word TALENT for LOVE or LAUGHTER or HAPPINESS....it still stands.
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- It’s never too early to teach your kids how to get thrown out of an establishment with STYLE August 6, 2009
- do people comment because they have things to say or they feel they have to? June 26, 2010
- well, here you go…. August 3, 2010
- we respect doctors because they’re terribly smart and have cool toys June 15, 2010
- my kids used to think i snored. now they shake me awake for comas. March 29, 2010
- i wish i was on a beach somewhere May 21, 2012
- when you find out your friends are douches May 18, 2012
- i can tell you EXACTLY what you can do May 15, 2012
- “retarded” is never the right word May 13, 2012
- my mother’s gift May 12, 2012
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