On To My Thirties.....

Whew, time surely flies when you're having fun! I can't even believe that one and a half years has passed since my last post and guess what? I turned 53 during that 18 months! By the time I turned 30, my whole life had taken an about face. I went through a friendly divorce, met someone else, we moved in together and subsequently we moved to Florida. When I was 34, my mom passed away very suddenly. That had a huge impact on me and I took to eating myself into oblivion. After what seemed like an eternity to me but was only about a year, I got my act together, lost about 100 lbs. and decided it was time to face the world again. But facing the world again was going to be different this time. I had terrible pains in my left knee. My knee started to lock up on me. In fact, one time it locked up as I was transporting a rather large can from my pantry to the counter in my kitchen. I got stuck in the position of taking my first step away from the pantry and without realizing what was happening, I took my second step only my locked knee didn't move me and I dropped this rather large can on my toes and broke a couple of 'em. I went to see an orthopedic surgeon who told me I had a "bony island" in my left knee and that was the cause of the lockups. I could have had surgery to correct it or just live with it. The sound of surgery made me sick so I opted to just live with it. This was around 1992. In 1994 (after my 40th birthday), I decided that my living situation with my significant other wasn't working anymore. He had turned more and more to the bottle, became verbally abusive and I just needed to get out.