These last three or four weeks have been really no fun whatsoever. A couple of relatives and friends have passed, and another good friend sent home with hospice. Now my sister's hubby just got out of surgery and she's a basket case (he came through with flying colors and a positive prognosis). The phone rings and I just wince...
One good thing is everybody here at the house is fat and sassy. I've got a stack of crap at the office that I've let slide and it needs to get done now.
Things to be thankful for...a sunrise, a cup of coffee and squealin' clients...thank you, Lord.
Every day we need to be thankful for all the things that COULD be happening to us, but aren't.
Last week I was chatting with a former classmate whose son (mid-20's) was in the hospital with some weird kidney ailment which produces coffee-colored urine. We ended up talking about another classmate who had lost her husband in his mid-40's to a genetically-based kidney disease. Three of their four children have confirmation that they have the disease, also. The oldest is around 40 and on dialysis. He currently has a staph infection in his port that they cannot get cleared up. The only daughter, in her early 30's, has fought all sorts of battles connected to this disease and was recently told she has a hole in her heart. Meanwhile, this classmate's mother, age 84, recently fell and broke her hip. It's no wonder it broke because it turns out the bone has sort of been dissolving and parts of it are sort of Jello-like instead of bone-like. Also mentioned in our discussion was the son of my next door neighbor. He was in the same class as my youngest daughter and my former classmate's youngest daughter. This young fellow's six or seven-year old daughter was in St. Louis at the time having brain and spine surgery for a weird problem in the area where the spine meets the skull because the brain stem was not being allowed to grow normally.
I guess I've got it good. Worst thing is a friend's funeral. Lung cancer, age 58. He enjoyed playing guitar with us, so we're doing one of his favorite songs at the funeral.
Thanks. i needed a different perspective. All the things mentioned above puts the project that has gone badly over budget at a different level of stress.
paden cash, post: 332401, member: 20 wrote: These last three or four weeks have been really no fun whatsoever. A couple of relatives and friends have passed, and another good friend sent home with hospice. Now my sister's hubby just got out of surgery and she's a basket case (he came through with flying colors and a positive prognosis). The phone rings and I just wince...
One good thing is everybody here at the house is fat and sassy. I've got a stack of crap at the office that I've let slide and it needs to get done now.
Things to be thankful for...a sunrise, a cup of coffee and squealin' clients...thank you, Lord.
Maybe it's time for Sister Mary Elizabeth to pay a visit! 😉
I heard Sister Mary is now operating a high dollar boy's summer camp for high school football players with lofty college dreams. She's always been such a "hands on" teacher when it comes to young men. I believe this was originally in Arizona, but about a year ago she quickly relocated to Colorado. And I believe she is still active in her missionary work with the homeless in Colombia.
God bless her, she stays so busy.
