Congratulations to my oldest daughter, Breanne. At 2 weeks short of turning 25 she got her drivers license. What makes this so amazing is that she just found out that she is having a high risk pregnancy, her baby girl is being stubborn and refusing to get in the position to be born, plus her placenta is in the middle of her stomach. As well there are a few more hiccups in this pregnancy. But that hasn't stopped her from achieving her goal of being able to drive with her daughter, later in the new year to baby exercise class, get groceries or just go out for coffee. I'm so proud of her to not be so nervous on her second try and to just believe in her ability to pass. And she did! Even though she is seeing a surgeon tomorrow, not knowing when he will schedule her c-section; knowing that her baby will be small (5-6 lbs) but she is very active....this is not only courage on her part but a test to say that she can do anything she wants. I love you Breanne and I know that God will continue to watch over you during these next couple of weeks before you meet the newest member of your family - your daughter, who I'm sure will be just like you - high spirited, kind hearted and loved by all.
Okay update on this blog...Breanne has been booked for delivery on Tuesday, Nov. 10 @ 1:00 pm...ironically Breanne was born on Sat. Nov. 10 @ 1:09 pm...this would be so cool to have her daughter near the same time on the same day. My daughter & granddaughter both on the same day...how cool would that be!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
October is Filled with Exhaustion
Wow we have barely gone over 1/2 of October and already we have had much to celebrate and some to things to grieve.
At the beginning of October I welcomed a new son-in-law, Cecil Prins into our immediate family. Then not more than 5 days later I turned a half of century (50 for those that don't know this) old. My wonderful husband threw a Wine & Cheese social for family, friends and co-workers to come to and celebrate with me. I can't believe that I'm 50, and yet I don't feel that old as well I've been told that I don't look it either (so that's a good thing).
Then the day after the party we were called on to spend the last hours of my uncles life. Little did we know that it would take more than 3 days and we would receive another call (half way into his coma) that my father had his bowel rupture and we were once again on the road to Saskatoon to be by his bedside. My sister quickly arranged an airline ticket from New Jersey to be there as well. We had many tasks to complete as my father would need a hospital bed and some home care. We also found out that the toilet in the house needed repair so Jack stepped in and bought a new toilet and arranged for a plumber to come in and install everything...this is a war time home with many things needing repair due to the age. My dad's health was a concern as he is still on chemo therapy for his Non-Hodgkin's lymphoma and so this kind of a rupture with no immune system puts him at great risk. He will, for the next 12 months have to wear a colostomy and we are praying that the surgeon can re-connect him at that time. My dad lost about 6 inches of his bowel and was placed on intravenous antibiotics however will not be able to resume his chemo until things heal. We just pray that he will heal medically and that his life can go back to somewhat normalcy. My mom doesn't drive so we have made arrangement with my brothers to coordinate trips to do banking, get groceries and the numerous doctors appointments that now need to be scheduled. All the while that we were dealing with this, my dear loved uncle passed away on Jack's and my, 18th wedding anniversary (a day that will be in our memory forever). So once again, after getting many things planned and scheduled in Saskatoon we once again headed back to Edmonton to finish up with funeral arrangements. Jack was asked by my uncle to perform the service and what a service it was. My uncle wasn't a religious man but he believed in God and so with that Jack had many points mentioned about the time that they had spent together over the years and how my uncle looked forward to going to heaven to be with his grandson that died many years ago(age of 6). This service was about life and what it meant to him and his family. We also celebrated my Grandma turning 90 in just over a month as almost all (7) of her children (with the exception of my mom) were there. It was like a family reunion with lots of visiting and catching up with everyone. We got home yesterday and feel that we got hit by a train...we had a wedding, a birthday, an anniversary, a serious medical emergency, a death and a family reunion all in 16 days....no wonder we are exhausted!
At the beginning of October I welcomed a new son-in-law, Cecil Prins into our immediate family. Then not more than 5 days later I turned a half of century (50 for those that don't know this) old. My wonderful husband threw a Wine & Cheese social for family, friends and co-workers to come to and celebrate with me. I can't believe that I'm 50, and yet I don't feel that old as well I've been told that I don't look it either (so that's a good thing).
Then the day after the party we were called on to spend the last hours of my uncles life. Little did we know that it would take more than 3 days and we would receive another call (half way into his coma) that my father had his bowel rupture and we were once again on the road to Saskatoon to be by his bedside. My sister quickly arranged an airline ticket from New Jersey to be there as well. We had many tasks to complete as my father would need a hospital bed and some home care. We also found out that the toilet in the house needed repair so Jack stepped in and bought a new toilet and arranged for a plumber to come in and install everything...this is a war time home with many things needing repair due to the age. My dad's health was a concern as he is still on chemo therapy for his Non-Hodgkin's lymphoma and so this kind of a rupture with no immune system puts him at great risk. He will, for the next 12 months have to wear a colostomy and we are praying that the surgeon can re-connect him at that time. My dad lost about 6 inches of his bowel and was placed on intravenous antibiotics however will not be able to resume his chemo until things heal. We just pray that he will heal medically and that his life can go back to somewhat normalcy. My mom doesn't drive so we have made arrangement with my brothers to coordinate trips to do banking, get groceries and the numerous doctors appointments that now need to be scheduled. All the while that we were dealing with this, my dear loved uncle passed away on Jack's and my, 18th wedding anniversary (a day that will be in our memory forever). So once again, after getting many things planned and scheduled in Saskatoon we once again headed back to Edmonton to finish up with funeral arrangements. Jack was asked by my uncle to perform the service and what a service it was. My uncle wasn't a religious man but he believed in God and so with that Jack had many points mentioned about the time that they had spent together over the years and how my uncle looked forward to going to heaven to be with his grandson that died many years ago(age of 6). This service was about life and what it meant to him and his family. We also celebrated my Grandma turning 90 in just over a month as almost all (7) of her children (with the exception of my mom) were there. It was like a family reunion with lots of visiting and catching up with everyone. We got home yesterday and feel that we got hit by a train...we had a wedding, a birthday, an anniversary, a serious medical emergency, a death and a family reunion all in 16 days....no wonder we are exhausted!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Thanksgiving - A Time To Be Thankful
I'm not sure about today's caption after this past week. Jack and I drove up to Edmonton to be with my Aunt as my Uncle was slowly, very slowly slipping away for good. While we were at the hospice we got a call from my older brother saying that my dad had been rushed to the Royal Alex hospital in Saskatoon. They were waiting for a surgeon to give them an update but from what the ultrasound and xray showed, he either had a blockage or more cancer but in his bowel. So the surgery would be by laproscopic and it would only take 30 minutes, so that was at 5:30 pm. Well by 8:30 we were quite concerned and when we called no one had come out of surgery to update the family. The waiting is what can cause a family the agony...waiting to die, waiting to live - each so crucial for the family left behind. Well by 9:20 we finally received the call stating that my dad's bowel had ruptured spilling into his body cavity. This wouldn't be so bad except that because he had just had his 2nd last chemo treatment he has no immune system to fight of the poisonous substance that was now floating in the body cavity. The doctors assured my mom & family that they had taken extra care in washing my dad's organs and cleaning out the cavity. They also had to cut 10 inches of bowel off (from the rupture) and it now will wear a bag for the next 6-12 months and hopefully he can be re-attached then. So Jack and I decided that the next place to be was in Saskatoon so we left early this morning to drive to Saskatoon to be with family and support my mom through all of this. My sister arrives in the morning so that all of us kids can make some crucial decisions about home care for my dad. He will most likely need a hospital bed; good thing they already have a walk in shower (no tub) so he most likely just needs a chair to sit in; so we called Darin (Donna works for MediChair) to find out a few things. Plus my sister-in-law, Caren says that the Occupational Therapist will help us in getting the necessities for the house to help out with the care that my dad could require. As for Cancer treatment my dad is on hold while the antibiotics try to do there thing.
Are we grateful for anything? I guess we can ask that question but having faith has taught us a couple of things; one is that God will take my uncle when he knows that his last breath is breathed; two, my dad is alive and so God saw fit that he should live through surgery. Perhaps, another thing God will be teaching all of us is patience to deal with another medical concern and see how us all of us will handle this crisis. We must all be patient and deal with one thing at a time. We are thankful that we drove through a lot of bad winter storms and that we got here in one piece. So yes we are thankful to have faith and believe that God is watching out for all of us.
Are we grateful for anything? I guess we can ask that question but having faith has taught us a couple of things; one is that God will take my uncle when he knows that his last breath is breathed; two, my dad is alive and so God saw fit that he should live through surgery. Perhaps, another thing God will be teaching all of us is patience to deal with another medical concern and see how us all of us will handle this crisis. We must all be patient and deal with one thing at a time. We are thankful that we drove through a lot of bad winter storms and that we got here in one piece. So yes we are thankful to have faith and believe that God is watching out for all of us.
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