Scripture of the Day:
Luke 4:40
Now when the sun was setting, all they had sick with divers
diseases brought them unto him, and he
laid his hands on them and healed them.
April 3, 2011
The nicest
place to be is in someone’s thoughts!
The safest
place to be is in someone’s prayers!
And the best
place to be is in God’s Hands!
Joyce Cook
Fox posted this on Facebook for me today. What a wonderful thought. And Butch
just called me. He’s been praying all week he said and told me were still
related and that he still loves me (as a sister-in-law). I came home from the
hospital on Tuesday. But Wednesday was not a great day. I couldn’t get up and
down off the couch or in and out of bed by myself. I don’t really remember too
much of it. And Tuesday and Wednesday night, I couldn’t get out of bed and go
to the bathroom without help. Then Thursday morning, David was helping me go to
the bathroom and draining the tubes I had to wear for a few days, when I passed
out. After that the drainage tube on one side doubled and that scared David. He
helped me back to bed and gave me toast and apples to eat and helped me get
dressed and we went back to the hospital. They admitted me with pneumonia and
incredible nausea. Evan and Emily came to see me that night. They both got to
see things that maybe they didn’t want to. But neither left the room when people started
working on me. It became a joke, the number of different people that came to
look at me…I think we hit 23 different people: nurses, interns, students,
doctors, lab techs, food servers (hey, we didn’t count them). That adds 6 to
that number. (grin). On Friday morning, it was a completely different picture.
David couldn’t believe the difference when he got there. I couldn’t get into
the bed without him helping to arrange myself in the middle or getting myself
farther up the bed. By the time he got there Friday, I was doing it on my own
without anyone’s help. Just before we got to come home Friday, Dr. Wilson came
and told me that there was no cancer in the lymph nodes and none in the left
breast and they got it all in the right breast. I just bawled. I came home to
flowers from Mark and Susan, Gwyndra, Myke, the special education department
and Mom. Of course, I already had some from Precious and David.
Emily flew
home yesterday and I went to the airport to see her off. Today, I went to see Lilly, my puppy.
She’s gotten so big. So I can say that I’ve been getting out of the house. I
hate PT. I’m doing it though. But I get so tired. I don’t know if I’ve
forgotten anything that I’d have wanted to make sure to write down or not. I
have so many well wished on facebook.
Oh yes. I’ve
had strange dreams. Most I can’t remember, but one I do. I have Emily’s toys
all through my house and I can’t figure out why. She’s grown. But she won’t let
me give them to Jess’s mom for her store. Then the next thing I know, there are
3 pools in my back yard. One is for swimming, another is full of beautiful
flowers and the last has mud pouring into it from our house. And our house was
not Jacqueline Ave or Stony Creek. It was really strange.
I wasn’t
allowed to shower or bath until last night (April 2). David showered with me to
help me wash my hair. What a wonderful feeling…clean with clean hair.
I’ve spent
more time today writing on the computer. My right arm hurts.
My friend
Megan at school told me that they just diagnosed her sister with breast cancer.
What an awful feeling. I’ll never forget how that felt or what I was doing when
I found out.
They kept
wanting to take my blood in the hospital. They were checking my blood sugar. I
even got some insulin, even though I’m not diabetic. Any way, it got so they
couldn’t get a vein. It was so annoying and painful.
I’m off all
the narcotics. Ibuprofen and Tylenol are pain killers of choice. One is
metabolized by the kidney and one by the liver.
Anyway, pain is worse tonight. I wonder if I over did the PT.
November 11, 2013
It was a very scary time after the surgery. I couldn't even get centered in the bed by myself. Someone had to practically pick me up and place me there. I remember I had these things on my legs that kept filling and then leaking air. They were awful, but they kept the blood circulating in my legs. If you are about to go through this, you should be able to move around normal after the anesthesia wears off. If you can't, you may want to go back and have them take a look. Over night they had me on such a strong antibiotic that by the next morning I was myself again. What a relief.
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