Saturday, August 14, 2010

Friday the 13th

No I am not superstitious, normally. Several months ago before my surgery I started volunteering at the Front Desk on Friday mornings from 8am to 11am. I took two months off after my surgery and started back on August 6th. This Friday morning, the 13th, I was sitting on the floor playing with Ember and that funny feeling hit me - it was Friday - it was also 9:45. I jumped up, brushed my teeth, put on some clothes and was downstairs by 10. Very embarrassed.

Lynn, the gentleman that is always down there on Friday mornings when I am not there - was not there either but his wife was. She said that she came down at 8:45 and saw that no one was there - it was all dark. Not good! So she took over. She said, "no problem, it happens all the time." I doubt that, but it was nice of her to say so. I assured her that I probably would not forget Friday mornings again, but if I did to please call me. And, I confirmed that I would be there on the 20th but not on the 27th.

On the 21st, I am going to Omaha for a week. We will have a family picnic at Mercy Acres on Saturday night and there is a celebration, on Sunday, the 22nd, starting with Mass and then dinner to follow. This Jubilee is for my aunt and four other nuns. They have been Mercy nuns for 50 years. It should be a wonderful day, lots of families and lots of excitement.

Health-wise I am doing fine. I feel good and have little discomfort from my continual seromas. I have no drains in so the fluid builds up until it needs to be drained. Obviously the last procedures with Interventional Radiology, did not work so I will go about every 10 days to have it drained. I will go again just before I leave for Omaha and then I have an appointment when I get back. No one can answer the question, "Why am I still filling with fluid?" They say that this happens to some people. Okay - I will accept that. (I have researched this on the internet and found it to be true.)

Well there probably won't be another posting until I come back from Omaha, unless something really exciting happens. Not that this posting was exciting - but there will be less and less to write about. At least I am praying for that. We all have our everyday adventures, etc., so I do not want to bore you with my everyday life - like the car. (Three things in three weeks - the car should be good to go.)

I continue to take life one day at a time and take nothing for granted. "And my God will meet all your (my) needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:19 

"God abounds with generosity and his goodness is poured out to all his children. He has no favorites. And he fills each one according to their need. We are freed from fear and selfishness when we learn to trust God's perfect timing in our lives."

Saturday, August 7, 2010


Just want to change the pace of my writings from cancer to cars. It is good to talk about something else - right? Well, I guess that all depends. I would like to be telling you that I bought a new fancy sports car. That is not the case - not on my budget.

Week before last someone left a note on my window saying I had a very low tire on the back. Not a problem I stopped and put air in the tire and then drove right to Peerless Tires to have it fixed and my tires rotated. I do this every 3,000 miles and it was time. I asked that they please check that back tire because I had just put air in it. They rotated the tires and said that my car was ready. I asked if they had checked that tire and they said that it was okay just low. I am looking kind of puzzled but they know their business, I'm thinking. Two days later I was back. The tire is now on the front and yes there was a nail in it. Grrrrr!

Last week I had the oil changed. Nothing unusual about this, I always have the oil changed at 3,000 miles. When I started to pay the bill, he said you have a couple of small leaks that need to be taken care of right away. What leaks? When he started explaining I told him that had just been done less than a year ago. He looked it up and it was in November. My 2001 Grand Prix has a bad GM motor in it and the gaskets go bad about every four years - lucky me. This is very expensive to have the gaskets replaced. It was still under warranty and they fixed it for no charge.

This week one day when I started the car the battery light was on. I made a call to see how serious this was and my friend, Steve, told me to go to Auto Zone and have the battery tested. He also said that it could be the alternator. They said the battery was bad so I bought a new one, met Steve, and he put it in for me. He returned with me to Auto Zone to make sure the refunds were made because it was a seven year battery replaced in five years. I told them that the battery light was still on. They checked the alternator and it was bad, but not that bad. I had errands to run so it was decided that we would take care of the alternator latter since the new battery would be okay for awhile. Have no idea how much charge was in the battery and I drove way down south to run my errands and on the way back home I new it was going to quit on me. And then a God thing happened. I was at 1st St and the lights went out. Steve lives right off of 1st St. I was hoping I could make it to his house. I didn't! The car stopped at the stop sign and right across the street, two houses up, was Steve's house. I hated to call Steve because he was at the hospital with his dad. I just didn't know what else to do. He said to leave the car sit there and he would take care of it when he got home. I walked down to his house and gave his wife my keys and a credit card and she took me home. I felt so bad leaving all this work for him. He was at the hospital for four hours and then had Life Group that evening and did not even get started on my car until late evening.

How do you say "thank you" to good friends. Only God knows what we need and he puts the right people in place each time. There is one young lady in the church that has helped me out on several occasions and when I tell her that I don't want to impose on her, she will say, "Don't you take my blessing away from me." And then I do understand.

"God has blessed you with his kindness. Why not pass it on? Kindness is always contagious. Start an epidemic where you live. All it takes is one to light the way."

The Story continues...

The bad news - It is now a week later, August 7th, since they said that I no longer needed treatment for the seroma. Wrong again! The seroma is back in full force. I am going to call the surgeons office Monday morning to see if I can get it drained again. I may just have to do this once a week, or so, until it stops. I cannot keep paying the huge co-pays only to have them not do the treatment. And, I do not want that huge drain hanging on me again.

The good news - I did get my bra and a prosthesis on Monday. It looks so normal. That was such an exciting day that I was calling or texting everyone telling them that I felt like a young girl getting her first bra. I cannot begin to tell you how uplifting it is. (No pun intended.)

God has blessed me more than I could have ever imagined.

"Laughter lightens our load, especially during times of trouble. It is a pep rally for heavy hearts."