A day of remembering those gone before us. Especially those who gave their lives in the service of our freedom. A day to feel sad? not yet anyway. Not surprising I dreamed of Doug again, I got to hold him for a minute and he felt like Andy or Matt the younger, slimmer Doug. It was wonderful. Dean Driscoll and Jim Fisher were both in the dream too strange the things you dream about. Dean died right about the time Jillian was born, Jim, July 5, after Doug.
With Dad in the hospital I am sure there are tons of memories evoked I am not even aware of and it's ok. While he was in ER getting all his meds checked, doing heart readouts, administering meds through IV's, the heart 'tabs' they stick all over your body, listening to the pulse in his feet - all that stuff is so clear to me being through it many times before. I kinda felt empowered the other night to take charge and go into the room with Dad and Mom. I thought, let them kick me out, I didn't think they would but I wanted to be there for support for both of them and I always felt empowered when there was another person there, it gave me the courage and the right to speak up or question or to just talk with the nurses or Drs. I used to think they are the ones in charge they know all the answers, now I know they are just people like me doing their jobs hopefully the best they can, doing what they have been trained to do and that this is not their life but their job. I am not sure any of this is making sense but it does to me and I want to write this down while it's fresh in my brain.
Anyway . . . Dad is doing great. Mom said he has been doing a lot of walking this morning and it's nothing like when they are in Arizona, which means to me that there is no slowing down or stopping because of discomfort or pain
His glasses have gone missing - Mom said someone else is missing their upper plate (teeth) yikes! sounds to me there may be a 'roamer' in the halls 'collecting' things sigh
The other night while we were waiting for Dad during his procedure Tricia started praying out loud which really helped me focus, I know that sounds weird that I was just not right there but, I had just flown to the hospital from graduation, which after Ash crossed the stage and we did the wave see Sheila's blog - I headed out and got to the hospital as quickly as I could. I was so frustrated at graduation at the rudeness of the people up behind the seats talking all loud and being obnoxious, one person was standing at the top of the stairs to our section talking on the phone - seriously? sheesh! It was hard to hear the speakers as it was, the ice arena is not a good place for a graduation anyways but come on people show a little bit of regard for all of us in the seats trying to listen! I was so annoyed with so much disrespect going on all around me, then getting to the hospital and no one knew what was going on arrrgggg and I didn't know where Dad and Mom were and . . . ok I am just going to say it here I don't like St Luke's at all either, so to be there was really annoying to me as well. The waiting room was full of people and I didn't know what was going on! So when Mom came out to talk to us I was relieved to know what was happening and what the plan was. So that's why when she went to go back I went with here - like it or not here I come was my attitude (imagine that!) . . . all of that to say where my heart and what my mood was like when Tricia started to pray. I was thankful for the time to take a deep breath and get my focus on Jesus. My mind and feelings were all over the place, and I kept thinking about how Mom had said when Dad had this procedure done (it was scheduled for Tuesday) she didn't want to sit and visit she wanted to sit by herself and pray - well with so many people in the waiting room that was not happening - Tricia was trying and we did pray and she led out in song, my heart was singing, but my voice was quiet, when the song she was singing went on with a chorus/tag line I was not familiar with, she paused and asked how does that go? I said I don't know that part, I felt badly because she was trying and I was not helping.
The nurse came out and gave us an update, Brent came then Sheila and Matt came and getting everyone settled in and caught up with what was the latest news then Tricia asked if I could lead us in a worship song. I got nothin' is what I thought and it was very strange for me because usually there is a song playing in my head but as I sat there I had none. If someone could have suggested one I think I could have done that but . . . then she asked Sheila and she didn't have her guitar but she had nothin' either - very strange but the reality of our emotions being all over the place that day and evening. From being so proud and anxious for graduation, all the stress in just getting to that day, having Mom text me early Saturday morning saying, if your dad goes to the hospital in the night do you want me to call you? WHAT??? to getting a call from Mom (she never calls!) while I am sitting at graduation - what do I do, Dad will be in good hands at the hospital, Ashleigh is graduating, my Dad is going to the hospital is this going to be it? Ashleigh is graduating . . . was a mess of emotions. I am not sure but I think Sheila was dealing with the same.
I was fine till I told Sheila I was leaving and hugged her on the way out. The reality of what I may be faced with when I got to the hospital really hit me and I started to cry but knew i had to keep moving and get there. I flew out of there literally, walking though all the crowd of people milling around on the upper floor being loud and disrespectful, going through the doors of the ice arena out into the cold night air then running the long way to where my truck was parked, hearing the sounds from the ball game - so strange.
I am thankful to God today for Dad being so good. The Dr put a stent into the bi pass that was blocked and the pain stopped and Dad feels great. He will probably get home today. Yesterday after church I stopped up to see him and I was the only one there, it was nice to get some alone time with him and hear about his night and what the dr had said. Mom had gone home to get her meds and after a little while she came back. They moved Dad from CCU down to 3rd floor and after he got settled in his cousin Duke and son Terry came to see Dad. It was fun listening to them reminisce about when they were young and their shenanigans, there was lots of laughs and good memories, that was nice. Dad kicked them out ha! he was getting tired so asked them to leave so he could take a nap so Mom and I left too.
We went to Synclair's graduation party and enjoyed some good food (I hadn't eaten all day),got to see Carolyn, Synclair of course, Trace and Keshawn, my my has he gotten tall! got to see Scott and Dee Dee's new grandson, sat and talked with Aunt Barbara, met Synclair and Trace's dad, and talked with Cindy quite a bit. It was a nice time. Dyane was so happy we came, so was I. I was planning to go by myself but happy Mom went too. Mice to see family. After we were finished Mom went back to the hospital and I came on home. Andy needed to go take the deposit to the bank and go to the Blairs Ferry road store and get a box of eggs finally I got to come home! I needed to go to the store but didn't have any gumption so changed my clothes and walked to Kum and God for milk and eggs, I put stuff in the bread machine and made a batch of dough and ended up making rolls. Matt's boys came about 7:30 they spent the night and will be here today since he is working.
I got to bed about 11 and slept till 8 am hooray! I slept with ear plugs in because Andy had to open today and I din't want to be awake at 4:30. When I looked at the clock and saw it was 8 I was so happy, and got up because I knew the boys would be hungry!
So that's my day thus far . . .


so looking forward to that! Sunday will be church, Gary and Diana's renewal of wedding vows, then a Kernels game in the afternoon with Biz and Len.
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