I am sorry I stopped
blogging. I have had a tumultuous year thus far. Shortly after my father died,
my oldest daughter’s boyfriend also died. He had needed a liver transplant and
simply couldn’t hold out any longer. He was 45 years old. My daughter was devastated.
A month or so later my younger daughter told me and my hubby she was going to
undergo surgery for a lump in her breast and a spot on her ovary. Fortunately
neither was cancer. But she has another large spot on her lungs that still
needs to be investigated. And it will be at the end of this month. Just as things
were starting to get back to normal we got a call from the hospital asking us
to get there right away. When I arrived I was met by two hospital chaplains who
took me into a room with about 10 doctors and nurses as my older daughter was
seizing in the bed. She asked for a priest though she’s not Catholic. The
doctor in charge told me he wasn’t going to let her die. She had suffered a
heart attack a couple days before and had not told us and was now hanging by a thread. She survived but
the stress of the whole thing was taxing. There were many tests and things she
had to go through before she got the all clear. My hubby and I stayed by her
side and took care of our grandchildren while she recovered. During that time
my husband got sick, his back and stomach pain increased and he had to go to
the doctor. He has five blown discs in his back and needs surgery. He has COPD so that may be a problem having surgery. And they told him because he’s 80 it
might take up to a year to recover and that the surgery could make the pain
worse and he might become paralyzed. For the time being he’s opted not to have
the surgery. Meanwhile, I got a pain in my lower buttocks making walking and
climbing stairs near impossible. The MRI shows I have degenerative arthritis in
my lower spine particularly at the s1 joint. The pain is excruciating. It feels
like someone stabbed me with a knife and is rooting around in there. As a
result I have spent most of the past four months in bed. I go to the doctor
this week to see where we go from here. Unfortunately the following week on
October 28th I’ve been summoned for jury duty. Because of my health
at the moment I’m trying to get out of it. I won’t be able to climb the stairs
at the courthouse and may not be able to walk around to the ramp which is quite
the distance away. I have been saying my prayers everyday that this bad streak hitting
me and my family goes away. It’s been weighing on our emotional and physical
well being since my dad died back in April. There was no summer vacation or
spring break, only one thing after another piling up. I have been reluctant to
write about all my problems figuring you don’t need to hear them. But truth be
told I miss you guys and really could use some extra prayers sent my way. Thanks
for listening. I appreciate it.
