Friday, May 29, 2009
About the "incommunicado." I've been thinking about stress a lot. Many of the stressing things are beyond my ability to change; however, I can and am changing my internet service provider and my telephone service. It is being cancelled today. My new provider will be up and at'em by June 3rd or 4th so I will catch you all on the flip side. There's one post in the can, but that's all until later.
Take care, Dear Ones...
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
This little quote has brought much comfort in the past few days...
Although it seems safe and logical to be in charge of your life, being in charge becomes a heavy, lonely responsibility. Your Father graciously offers to take your life, protect you, strengthen you, and comfort you on your journey. You need not fear relinquishment, for it leads to freedom, security, and the real you. ~Cynthia Heald
Doesn't Cynthia have a great surname? ;>
Somehow abiding on a rainy day seems more cozy. Perhaps I'll bake.
Create yourself a wonderful day...
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
In spite of the weekend's busyness, we still did our flea market rounds adding a new one to the mix. Sadly, the "new" one is going out of business as even the flea markets feel the pinch of the times. Our state levies particularly heavy taxes on businesses and many are not able to hold on. (I won't launch into political commentary here, but I could and how.)
So we found two very large BALL jars (I'll be using them in the sewing room), another teacup and saucer, vintage hankies, two doilies, and this wonderful old frame! I'm in love with that vintage frame made of cherry. Shhhh, don't tell John.
This is what I'm going to do with the frame:
photo courtesy of Dawn at The Feathered Nest
If you do a search of "old window project" at Dawn's, you'll come up with all the posts referrring to this project.
Oh, the first photo was taken in the corner where I will hang the project below the clock and where the branches will provide a natural veiling of sorts. I hope it turns out well, but either way, I'll show you.
In the same way that I missed Mosaic Monday with Mary, I have been missing out on "Thrifty Treasures" at Southern Hospitality. Hope that I may connect one of these days. You may visit Rhoda right
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
I missed Mary's Mosaic Monday yesterday, but I finally learned how to do a very simple mosaic using Flickr and Big Huge Labs. You can find all that information right at Mary's as she's been so good to share. Perhaps by next week, I'll have taken another babystep. ( *Here* is one of the loveliest mosics I've seen lately.)
Has all of Blogdom gone a bit whacked or does it just feel that way? Everywhere I go visiting blogs I am having trouble. I'm not the only one. One suggests that it's a problem with the followers gadget, another that it is a problem with counters, another that it happens when a blog has too many graphics. I don't know. This I do know: things like this get my knickers in a knot. I know what you're saying out there... "Vee, just chill." ;D
And I really do have bigger things on my plate. My grandmother was supposed to have moved in with us on Saturday except that she has been in the hospital since Friday and it doesn't look as if she'll be ready to come home for a few more days. I told her last evening that she could officially now consider herself in a race with my mother, who'll be in the hospital soon, to see which of them arrives home first. It's going to be interesting to see which hospital I land at on any given day. (They're forty miles from each other.)
So, once again, if you don't see me around, you'll know where I am. Take care now and have a wonderful Tuesday...
Monday, May 25, 2009
Red Azaleas in My Garden
Flags Wave on Main Street
Flag Flies Over "the Ponderosa"
Civil War Monument in the Town Square
Soldiers Row in the Local Cemetery
by J. A. Williams
In Flanders field the poppies bloom
Above your lowly, hallowed tomb.
That your brave deeds shall never die
The torch of freedom lifted high
Shall shine forever where you lie.
No more in Flanders fields will grow
The crosses, endless row on row,
For crushed and conquered lies the foe.
We kept the faith—We've seen it thru,
Our myriad brave lie dead with you
In Flanders fields.
Sweet be your rest! Our task is done;
The tramp of armies, boom of gun
And furious cry of savage Hun
Are silent now. The victory's won!
Peace to your souls! The victory's won
In Flanders fields.
This poem was written during the Peace Conference in 1919. It is the fourth poem to be written in response to John D. McCrae's In Flanders Fields. Some day we will see an end to wars. This poem looks forward to that ultimate day when wars will end and no more will die. Amen!
With heartfelt gratitude for every sacrifice made to keep us free. Thank you.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Update: June 19, 2009
Update: July 2, 2009
Because of a bout with cellulitis in her leg, my mom's release date has been set back to July 15 or 16. (My grandmother's has as well.) So there they sit, albeit quite happily, in Rehab getting stronger and hanging out together. I visit them every other day for several hours at a time. They have had lots of company, for which I am grateful. It certainly helps to pass the time.
Update: August 3, 2009
Mother has tolerated the chemotherapy last Thursday very well. We are all praising God for His goodness in this and thanking everyone who lifted her in prayer. She knows that she is being carried on prayer...says she can just feel it. God bless you all!
Update: August 23, 2009
Mother has completed her radiation therapy without too much difficulty. We are so grateful that that is behind her now. She had her second chemotherapy, which thus far has not given her too much trouble either. She has medication for both weariness and pain, but doesn't have to use it more than a couple of days following treatment. She did lose all of her beautiful white hair. My grandson upon seeing her said, "You had a bad haircut, Grandma." She asked him if she could borrow his baseball cap and he said, "Sure." That's all that she's using for right now...a baseball cap as she fears anything else would be too uncomfortable.
Update: October 7, 2009
So much has happened making describing it a real challenge. A week ago, we were planning hospice care and a funeral. Today, the world is ever so much brighter.
My mother finished her third chemotherapy and became intensely ill. She was taken to Portland where she has been hospitalized for three weeks. She was placed on massive amounts of antibiotics to fight infection. Her doctors told us to prepare for end-of-life. At one point in the first week, the doctor thought of doing surgery but decided against it saying that my mother's intestines would "disintegrate" in his hands. By the second week, fearing that the cancer would "blow through" the abdominal wall, he was now recommending surgery. She had that surgery a week ago.
Though we were told that there was a large cancerous mass on her left side and that her intestines would be coated with a frosting of cancer, the doctors found none of that. Instead they found a hole in her bowel, which is now in the process of healing. All biopsies came back clean. The doctor never says "healed;" nevertheless, we are rejoicing today. I can't think about it without becoming amazed all over again. My mother is expecting to be released back to Rehab this week...the same home that she went to to recover from her earlier surgery in May.
December 18, 2009
Mother was finally released from the nursing facility this week and is happily staying with my sister. We were delighted to all be together for a chicken dinner one evening this week where my mother declared how tasty the food was just because it was so nice and hot ... a rare commodity in her recent world. She has lost a lot of weight, but is happy and doing better all the time. We continue to praise God.
April 29, 2010
Last October, my mother was given a second lease on life. Because of infection in her system, she was given an ileostomy. Unlike a colostomy, an ileostomy is an opening in the small intestine for waste. I'm not going to go into the details, but suffice it to say that it is not something anyone should have to endure. My mother never tolerated hers well, which was why she was on hydration and nutrition therapy. In addition, the opening never properly healed and it was quite painful.
Yesterday, the entire process was reversed. Because of the length of time in surgery, my sister believed that our mom was having a colostomy performed. It had been explained that if the surgeon couldn't reconnect easily, he would do a colostomy. (It is preferable by far to an ileostomy.) So my sister and I were very pleased when we learned that he had been able to reconnect...with great difficulty because of adhesions and mesh material used for a former hernia repair that had become infected. Oh my! More medical stuff than some like to read. My daughter would be white as a sheet by now and quaking. Anyway, we are more than thrilled for the return to "normal" and that this phase is behind her.
I've just been able to talk to Mom via the phone and she sounds tired and in pain and hoarse. So any and all prayers are always welcome. Thank you!
May 7, 2010
Mother called yesterday from my sister's home. She's been home since Wednesday so that was just a week in the hospital. We were getting concerned that the time would be longer because of those complications during surgery. As it turns out, my mom can be most forceful. She wanted to go home, straight home, no rehab, no delay, home. She wanted to tell me that she had just spoken with her doctor and all the tests came back negative — no cancer. The doctor does not say "healed" nor does he say "remission." Just that everything is all clear. I told my mother that I was delighted to hear it, but not surprised to hear it. When God does something; He does it all the way. Now it's hers to hang onto. There are challenges ahead, but we shall cross those bridges as we come to them. As always, thank you for praying!
May 8, 2010
Mom looking lovely at our Mother's Day Tea
Love this photo taken of my daughter and my mother on
Christmas Day. I can't believe how much alike they look...perhaps it's the weariness for both were very busy over the holidays...