Saturday, July 25, 2009

Two Years Later

A week after surgery The day the first set of stitches came out. (My neck didn't heal so he had to go in and close it up again about a week after this.)

One year after surgery.

Two years after surgery.

Today is a special day!
Also Happy 17th Birthday to my niece Kelli!
And remembering a special friend, Nicole Taylor, who passed 12 years ago today due to a tragic car wreck. Nicole, you are thought of fondly often, and I thank you for being with me during my surgery to see me through.

3 comments:

Christy Lynn said...

That scar is a badge of honor, Toby, so wear it with pride! You came out on the other side of the surgery even stronger than before.

Charisse said...

Wow...today is eventful all around. I like the scar. I don't like the reason it is there, but I like the scar. Shows us just how tough you really are. :-) We all know it, but now you have physical proof.

As for Nicole, I was thinking of her the other day. And how everyone was scared to call me and tell me because they didn't want to send me into labor. Even though my due date was 3 days prior. I am still upset to this day that I didn't get to go to the hospital. But, I know that she is in a better place than here. I often think of her sister, but I didn't know her other than to know WHO she was.

Toby E. said...

I at first was putting vitamin E oil on the scar to make it fade then thought about what it stood for and quit. I often think it is something I would be willing to honor with a tatoo next to it such as Faith written out or a symbol for it since that is what Larry and I lived on for 3 weeks. But then I think how that would make it where I couldn't put my hair up at a job, so I nix it. I don't think I will be doing any more yearly pictures of it though. There doesn't seem to be much change in the last year, and I really don't want to see it fade. It means so much to me now.
I remember how upset you were that no one called you. I am trying to remember if I called anyone that day. Honestly I was so upset and wrapped up in my regrets that I didn't think of anyone else much that day. I am truely sorry Charisse, and if it could be redone you know I would have done it for you. I am so thankful though that so many are stopping to remember and share their memories of her this year. I keep thinking about her and how her 30th birthday is around the corner, but she will forever only be 17.