Monday, September 29, 2014
Today is my birthday. It isn't one of those milestone birthdays, you know - 30, 40, 50 etc., that have "year specific" cards. It's simply a regular birthday. But it is a special one for me. I've learned over the last few years to embrace every day and every birthday as special and a blessing.
While I don't feel my chronological age, it is a fact. It's right there on all my important documents. And I'm sure my birth year is not a surprise to anyone perusing said documents!
Later this morning, I will happily drive myself to my dialysis center. That in itself is a blessing. I see so many of my fellow dialysis patients who do not have the level of independence and, dare I say it, the level of "good health" I currently enjoy.
So, today is a day of celebration. And I intend to do just that. Celebrate all the many blessings of my life.
Monday, September 22, 2014
Another week has started. It's Monday all over again. Friday was not a good day. The reality of my life is that in order to stay alive, I must have a three hour hemodialysis treatment three times a week. My days are Monday, Wednesday and Friday. This is new to me. I have only been on dialysis since the first week of May, 2014. It has been a challenging transition. But as someone else once said, "the bottom line is I'm still alive." And that's the truth. And I feel blessed to be able to spend more time with my family. Everyday I tell them how much I love them. Just in case...
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
I need to change the look of my blog. It is so BORING. I'm uneasy about doing this. I don't want to make a newbie mistake and erase the whole thing. Guess I need to do a back up, huh. Only I'm not REALLY sure how. Need to go back and read Mel's instructions again. Truly don't have time this morning to get finish before I need to leave at 11:45.
But I'll think about (obsess) over it all day.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Today we had a thunderstorm to end all thunderstorms. And for our area of southeast Georgia, that is saying something. I think we are the thunderstorm capital of the State.
Naturally, I was in the car on the way to pick up my grandson from school. Tonight was Cub Scout night. Needless to say, the Cub Scouts were not attended on this Tuesday. After nearly flooding out in the parking lot of the school, there just wasn't the time nor the inclination to drive across town (the predicted direction of the storm). A 12 minute trip to the school and back turned into nearly an hour. By the time I found a non-flooded, non-tree-blocked road to to get home, it was already too late to get to the gathering place on time -- on a good day. Which this definitely was not.
My grandson, who is 9, was quite anxious about the storm. He was worried about the other members of the family. Where were they? Was it raining on them? Did they have hail, too? And endless other questions I tried to answer calmly. It was almost like talking a "jumper" down from the bridge railing. By bedtime, a little over 3 hours later, he was still nervous about the power going out.
In the time it has taken me to type this post, the thunder has started again He's a pretty good (heavy) sleeper so unless the thunder is directly over the house I think he'll sleep through it.
That's my special prayer for tonight.
Heard via FB from Vicki's son, Rick. She is doing MUCH better. Thank you, Jesus! They are planning to transition her to a rehab facility by the end of the week if she continues to progress as well as she has in the last 36 hours. We are continuing to pray that she will make a full recovery and soon be able finish rehab and go home.
I meant for my previous post to be included in the Microblogging Monday feature of Mel's (Stirrup-Queens) blog. I worked on the settings for hours, really it was hours. I'm not proud to admit that but it's the awful truth. (I'm new here and unfamiliar as to how to do nearly everything regarding blogs.). I thought I had it done properly, but it didn't show up yesterday. Will have to try again next week. Maybe if I start by Thursday, I can figure it out in time. Wish me luck.
Now it's time to put on my "other hat" and do some Office Work (mostly organization of paper work) for my son's repair business. I know, I live such an exciting life. (You all must be jealous.)
Monday, September 15, 2014
Her name is Vicki and she is my age. We were best friends in high school back in the early 60s. We've kept in touch all these years through our joys and sorrows. She's one of those friends who you can call after months of silence and pick up your conversation right where it left off.
Vicki is critically ill in a hospital in Washington state. I live in Georgia. I want to be with her. Hold her hand and tell her how much her love and support has meant to me. I fear it is too late for that. Her children, her sister, her nieces and nephews, and her grandchildren are all with her. I hope she can feel the love they have for her, We are all continuing to pray for her complete recovery. If you are inclined to do so, please pray with us that we will all have another chance to say "I love you."