Sunday, May 29, 2011

Ups and Downs of Cancer

As most of you know, I am a "glass half full"
rather than a "glass half empty" person.
When writing the title to this blog post,
it was very tempting to say "very serious illness"
rather than Cancer. Cancer is such an ugly word.
But that is what it is, and I needed to say the
word to acknowledge exactly what God and I along with my
family and friends are fighting together.

Obviously there are some really pitsy things about what I'm going though.
(Is pitsy still a word or did it disappear in the 70's)?
Having to sleep in your recliner because the bed is so uncomfortable
Doctor's appointments (lots of them)
What would I do without my precious husband taxi driver?
Medicines (although I am thankful for them)
Missing getting to do the things you love to do
like wrestle with your grandsons, make trips to
Houston and go to church

But there are some up sides too!
Since I'm a "glass half full kind of girl" you'll hear more of these
as the months progress, but I just thought I'd share one with you this evening.
I got a handmade card the other day from some precious friends.
To those of you who know me from Texas and other places, I
will not include their names to protect the "guilty".

For my Colorado friends, you already know the guilty
This card made me laugh and laugh and laugh
which I hear is the very best kind of medicine.

By the way, I am keeping a notebook of all the precious
cards and notes I am receiving--
and an on-line file of all the e-mails and FB messages.
Although I haven't thanked each of you personally, please
know that they mean the world to me and are
helping me to fight this ugly Cancer!
I love you dear friends.

And to the two of you in the pictures above, I
might just check with Hallmark and
see if I can sell the card for millions.
I might even share the money with you.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Precious Cards

I have received so many precious FB messages
and cards while I have been recuperating.
I thought I'd share one of the most precious.

I love you Nana. I hope you get better soon!
I love you, and I hope you get better soon.
I have this Bible story about Jonah. I love you
Nana, and I'll see you when I leave your house.

This card was dictated and written verbatim
by his mom.
Along with the card came a picture of Jonah and
another person. When I asked who the other person
was, he said, "You Nana." I should
have known. I had red hair.

He told me to read this every morning BEFORE I drink my
coffee. I am not a coffee drinker, but apparently, someone in
his house is!

My 3 Grandsons are GREAT therapy!

Monday, May 16, 2011

Another Good Prescription=A New Antique

In case anyone ever doubted that my
husband is an angel, here is definite proof.
Kelly is a Craigslist
surfer and she found this 72 drawer
card catalogue for an excellent price.
David insisted that he, Kelly and Adrian
go see the piece of furniture, send me photos
(what did we do before iphones?)
and then buy it for me if it was "meant to be."
Well of course it was meant to be.
It will probably live in the grandchildren room
when it is all ready and hold crayons,
tinker toys, hot wheels, marbles, and maybe
even someday Barbie clothes.

Good Medicine--I am feeling better already!

Friday, May 13, 2011

The Very BEST Medicine

Modern Science has provided us with many
miracle drugs that help us get through
painful surgeries.
But our God has provided us with even more
miracles to help us get through those times.
I had three such little miracles today.

The smaller two little prescriptions crawl over to my chair, pull themselves
up and just smile at me. What a pick-me-up!

My older prescription read our favorite funny book together and then
his mom sent this text to me after they left to go home:

"It was so great to see Nana!
When I wasn't seeing her for all those days,
I was really worried about her but now I feel better.
I think I really did make Nana feel better. (long silence). Mom,
I think I'm filled with happy tears (as he wiped his eyes.)

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Washing Hair = Jesus Washing Feet

If you had told me a week ago, I would have this picture
of me on my blog, I would have told you you were CRAZY!
Not my best pic ever!
But as my daughter, Kelly, aptly put it, this
might be Happy Memory #1/Post Mastectomy.
My sweet daughters found a way to wash my hair,
which was driving me absolutely crazy.
They learned how to do this from our great
Messiah, as he was willing to wash his disciples
dirty feet.
More to follow!