It's August 2021! It's been more than a year since I've posted..I
have made attempts to post, written here and there, but just never felt
compelled to hit that publish button.
What a wild year it has been too..Well, for our family it's been a wild couple of years.
I'll
begin with the most relevant event(s)..June 2, 2019..I attended my
granddaughter (Enna's) birth! I was one of the first to see her little
face (She was born facing up..what the nurses call "sunny-side-up") and
after that very long night in which we actually slept in the car in the hospital
parking lot for a couple of hours, we returned home and got a text "Mom
and dad, I'm OK but in the hospital getting my appendix removed" This,
from our oldest daughter..I had my bags packed already intending to stay
a few days with our youngest who had just given birth, so I had a
choice to make.. It was only appendix removal, a simple operation, but
our oldest daughter had a surgery some time before this and had trouble
waking up from the anesthetic..so..I was going to go be with her about
two hundred miles away..THEN the phone rings" "I'm in the hospital..It's
pretty bad, can you come..I'm scared!" Now this was our middle daughter
who was seven months pregnant and seriously ill with a new diagnosis of
Ulcerative Colitis, and her blood (hemoglobin) was dangerously low so
they were admitting her! My bags were packed..I needed to assess which
child needed me the most (I was basically doing triage in my head) I
drove myself more than four hundred miles away, a five hour trip..I
stayed with our middle daughter three nights in the hospital, and a couple weeks
after.
So if you had to go back and re-read that last paragraph, that's OK..It's hard to believe that ALL THREE of our children ended up in the hospital at the same time!
This was only months after I had completed several rounds
of heavy duty chemo followed by 33 rounds of radiation. And it was
during the end of that treatment when I went to take care of our oldest
daughter after she had her digestive system re sectioned.
Two
months after our middle daughter's hospital stay, it was time to go back
to be with her after the birth of our youngest granddaughter
Olivia..Whom I also got to meet as soon as she was born on August 22nd!
I
like to tell this whole story because of the need for people to have and keep
hope..Both these granddaughters were surprise babies..both were
miracles..One was thought to have been a miscarriage..but she struggled
to survive in the womb..and is perfectly healthy since birth!..The other
baby's parents were told that they could never conceive, but God had
other plans!
The third miracle here, is me.
Just one and a half years
prior, these three daughters and my husband were discussing the
possibility of needing to care for me, as we were planning for the very
real possibility of my becoming too ill to care for myself while my
husband worked. But in fact, I was able to go take care of them when they needed me instead.
Although I
am heartbroken that one of my daughters has a very serious incurable
disease, I know she is a fighter like me..and so is her little daughter!
They will be strong no matter what comes their way in life.
I was allowed to be here to see my youngest daughter's dream of becoming a mother came true! And she is an excellent mother too. And I am more than impressed with my other daughter and how good she is with Olivia, even when she doesn't always feel good herself.
Although I have been through a lot myself..I feel so blessed to be
given the strength to be there for all my children despite the belief
that I would not live very long. I have been able to care for myself
while my husband works full time (even lots of overtime)..And the cancer
remains in remission. They still say there is no cure, but you can call
it whatever you want..I am still here, still working hard around the
home, and still hopeful about tomorrow!
What comes next for me?
Well, I am seeing a neurologist for tests on all four limbs. It appears I
have no reflexes..none! They believe its a serious neuropathy. I get discouraged some days when I can do very
little because of the pain, weakness, loss of sleep..etc..but, I remain
hopeful! God is still bigger than this. My hands are strong despite
their lack of sensation, so that is good. In fact, during my exam I
cracked the doctor's knuckles when he asked me to squeeze, haha!
I
give the credit for this to playing online games almost nightly with my
daughter. My hands and fingers stay
nimble from using the controller..and my mind stays off the pain. But
the biggest thing is the enjoyment we both share together!
But it's
not been all fun and games lately. My dear old oncologist passed away at
the end of April. I had not seen him in over a year since his office
closed down and I had to see a new doctor. And then my very best friend
of over 25 years passed away on May 10th. I was devastated. Yes, she is
with our Lord..She's HOME! But..I lost the one person (usually the first
person) that I could just pick up the phone and talk my heart out to.I
miss her every day. I'm happy for her..sad for me. I fell into a deep
depression afterward, and I am only now coming out from that darkness.
Other serious things happened within our little family unit..private
things that plunged me even deeper. I am still grieving the death of our
dear Buddy boy..our beloved hound dog who made our lives better
throughout a long period of sickness..he was my comfort. Yes, we have
our little Oliver..He is the sweetest little dog ever! I am so thankful I
rescued him only eight months before Bud passed..such a comfort for me
especially. He and I are inseparable!


And
during the early months of the pandemic, I bought four chicks from the
feed store. They are now fully fledged hens with big personalities! They
were meant for eggs..but we get so much more out of them as, besides
providing us the delicious eggs, they make us laugh..they also keep me
busy!
Spring 2020:
This was their first real coop:
It worked out pretty well for awhile, but it was really not enough room for them as they grew bigger. The run was not secure enough to leave them for very long since we live in the woods with bears and other predators. So finally after fifteen months we bought a new coop!
In fact, just this weekend we finished building their new run and setting up the new coop!




Well, That's about it!
Thank you for reading my extra long post.
Blessings & Love-and always remember, we are...
NEVER FORSAKEN!